Estor wrote:
One day I went to the mall. I saw a llama. He zoomed in with baconized mushroom which tasted of chicken. Because of his nasty teeth that looked like grilled rat instead of my pickled punctuation, walruses were released! In 2012, Obama had a big burp, but the burp had no reason. The bacon brought an unsuspecting orangutan that looked just like a llama, which ate the bacon. Besides flatulence, accidentally spilled on the imaginary turd, the orangutan then ran to a pay desk for some information about antidisestablishmentarianism. Then he ran swimmingly towards oblivion until burlesque was punched in the Coccyx! Out comes he and her backwards onto a plate! "Ouch! that was really painful to swallow!" he yelled at the random daisy that was growing in a toilet. And BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM...the baby duke juker destroyed the entire cardboard house without any help except that **** poodle took a futuristic tricorder and sharted on pillows that felt squishy even though someone had flown them into New Mexico. Back to the story, Shane phasered Mike until Jean-Luc took a dump of oligonucleotide to the spacelab to eat for din-din. And while they were eating lead, my colon exploded upwards all the way behind Trekkie's massive hotdog which gave Estor a lollipop which looked as disgusting the orangutan? Purplish flakes under the octopus disseminated savagely. I ate snow and pills but from Shane's desk. Before, nobody knew about children watching puppies eat puppies over plates. Now satan cheeped loudly. What Shane didn't approve, millions of raving rabid rabbits galloped majestically throughout the metaverse