Lets make a story game!

[Maryd.]

Stunning and desirable

[kingoflombards]

but tedious nevertheless.

[Maryd.]

This want for...

[kingoflombards]

monkey lazer guns..

[Maryd.]

And troll boots

[kingoflombards]

But those smell,

[Maryd.]

Like skunks in

[kingoflombards]

a haunted house.

[Maryd.]

Sipping on Beer

[kingoflombards]

is terrible for

[Maryd.]

Their complexion and

[skib]

causes hairy warts

[Maryd.]

on their noses

[kingoflombards]

But at least

[Maryd.]

They have three

[kingoflombards]

pieces of magic...

[Maryd.]

Sparkling marble cake

[kingoflombards]

but I ate

[skib]

one and now

[kingoflombards]

there's four. How

[Ebonon]

Thats the Magic

[Maryd.]

of Love and

[Ebonon]

the other demons

[Maryd.]

all making such

[kingoflombards]

a clamor playing....

[Ebonon]

The old piano

[Maryd.]

Playing Turkish March

[Nikhar]

and confusing me....:brickwall

[Maryd.]

Once again I

[Nikhar]

am here to

[Maryd.]

Laughing loudly together

[amalia1985]

drinking black beer

[Maryd.]

and singing into

[Stargazer86]

a hair brush

[Maryd.]

Dancing delightfully around

[Stargazer86]

happy from beer

[Maryd.]

She sets off

[kingoflombards]

to slap a.....

[Maryd.]

Shrimp on the

[kingoflombards]

Kaboodles. That looked

[Maryd.]

Like shrivelled up

[kingoflombards]

fish faced poodles.

[Maryd.]

Right now she

[kingoflombards]

got attacked by....

[Maryd.]

Fat mutant maggots

[kingoflombards]

with bad manners.

[Maryd.]

The pick at

[kingoflombards]

the cove is....

[Maryd.]

perfect for the

[neilgee]

garden and it

[Maryd.]

Was used to

[neilgee]

Protect the nearby

[Maryd.]

Crops and gnomes

[neilgee]

from the menacing

[Maryd.]

Children and Ogres

[neilgee]

who came searching

[Maryd.]

lost burried treasure

[neilgee]

with shovels and

[Maryd.]

And pitch forks

[neilgee]

in the dark

[kingoflombards]

surrounded by zombies..........................................

[neilgee]

who moaned eeriely

[Maryd.]

Then attacked with

[neilgee]

a wail and

[Nemo Neem]

Juice is limed,

[Maryd.]

Now very angry

[neilgee]

they picked up

[Maryd.]

Two very old

[Silas Thorne]

women with gigantic

[Maryd.]

football shapped heads

[neilgee]

and threw them

[Maryd.]

Across a field

[neilgee]

where they twice

[Maryd.]

Fell back and

[neilgee]

bounced before landing

[Maryd.]

Flat on their

[neilgee]

backs on the

[Maryd.]

barrel of hey

[neilgee]

which was stood

[Maryd.]

near a large

[neilgee]

Ornate building that

[Maryd.]

will crumble when

[neilgee]

touched by a

[Maryd.]

A drop of

[neilgee]

of something that

[Maryd.]

Fell from the

[neilgee]

sky, such as

[Maryd.]

Large golfball snow

[neilgee]

as solid as

[Maryd.]

the boulders beneath

[neilgee]

where Mary stood

[Maryd.]

Neil approached cautiously

[neilgee]

and said that

[Maryd.]

let's dance the

[neilgee]

Bossanova carefully because

[Maryd.]

We don't want

[neilgee]

to disturb the

[Maryd.]

Professional dancers in

[neilgee]

the house that's

[Maryd.]

filled with happiness

[neilgee]

over there, and

[Maryd.]

plenty of love

[neilgee]

will happen if

[Maryd.]

it is allowed

[neilgee]

because those dancers

[Maryd.]

dance quite seductive

[neilgee]

when they're pleased

[Maryd.]

Will one get

[neilgee]

the reward for

[Maryd.]

the best dressed

[neilgee]

dancer-rescuer, ever?

[Maryd.]

Or will Neil

[neilgee]

spoil it by

[Maryd.]

Stepping on my

[neilgee]

gown when he

[skib]

trips off the

[Maryd.]

stage and breaks

[neilgee]

his fall with

[skib]

My head? He

[Maryd.]

knocking me out

[neilgee]

is he? Right!

[Maryd.]

I'm just about

[neilgee]

at the end

[Maryd.]

of my tether

[neilgee]

"Take that!" Mary

[Maryd.]

Neil apologise immediately!

[skib]

But then Mary

[Maryd.]

Changed dancing partners

[skib]

and left Neil

[Maryd.]

To dance with

[skib]

Chuck Norris. He

[Maryd.]

Perfect in every

[skib]

roundhouse kick. Together,

[Maryd.]

they made a

[skib]

working wooden lightbulb.

[Maryd.]

(hahaha) To show off

[skib]

how incredibly smart

[Maryd.]

Two perfect people

[neilgee]

in broad sunlight

[Dr Jekyll]

Are and neglecting

[Maryd.]

The beauty of

[Dr Jekyll]

An acrobatic display

[Maryd.]

Prancing elegantly across

[stephofthenight]

snow covered trees

[Heathcliff]

... in the moonlight...

[Maryd.]

A star sparkled

[Dr Jekyll]

. Should we rise

[Maryd.]

to the occasion

[skib]

or merely sit

[Maryd.]

Quietly admiring the

[neilgee]

view of the

[Maryd.]

Soft white snowflakes

[neilgee]

that were slowly

[skib]

building up on

[Maryd.]

The long line

[Heathcliff]

... of cool, fresh...

[Maryd.]

icicle droplets, hanging

[Dr Jekyll]

from a frozen

[neilgee]

rockface in the

[Silas Thorne]

gloom of sunset

[neilgee]

as they strode

[Heathcliff]

... silently amongst the...

[neilgee]

towering snow-laden

[Heathcliff]

... London bridge. They ...

(Does it snow in London? Oh well, it does now.)

[Maryd.]

Caught a glimpse

[Heathcliff]

... of the glistening ...

[neilgee]

capital lying snug

[Maryd.]

sneaking around the

[neilgee]

River Thames like

[Maryd.]

A man with

[neilgee]

legs flying, hurtling

[Heathcliff]

into the starry

[Maryd.]

Eve of 2009

[neilgee]

which passed quietly

[Maryd.]

Until the morn

[neilgee]

of New Year

[Maryd.]

When everyone went

[neilgee]

to the park

[Maryd.]

With Champaigne and

[hoope]

Suddenly someone passed

[Maryd.]

An enormous crow

[Heathcliff]

on a pumpkin

[MANICHAEAN]

sponsered by NASA

[Maryd.]

They took a

[ashley_bergman]

So this is the story so far. I think it's hilarious! =]



My friend Joe
From down the
Lake started to
Consider his most
Fantastic ideas to
Be totally crazy!
You see once
While he was
Eating rabbit eyes
He caught a
Bad habit from
The mother porcupine,
Crippled by the
Wrath of time.
Hey that rhymed!
But no poet
Can ever be
The sea of
A dark mind
That spawned from
Eternity to dawn.
But Joe said
Hmm, I wonder…
What this day
Has in store
For those inbiciles
Who do not
Pay attention to
The street signs
And just go
Without thought to
Mangle blushing oranges
Bouncing down the
Streets lined with
Rotten tomato juice.
What shall I
Use to scrape
Up the gold
From the street
Because it’s ruining
Everything that the
Old man put
Up years ago.
Once when I
Travelled far away
The old man
Knew the secret
Of master chief.
I began to
Wonder what to
Say about it
Without being too
Provocative for him.
But I remembered
That he was
A rough-tongued sailor
And never refrained
From indulging in
Wild and passionate
Online literature texts
Which describe the
Flowery English prose.
Do not proceed
Farther then you
For it knows
Where you sleep
In tangled bleeding
Rosebeds of love.
Blushing with heaving
Trying to escape.
This crazy world
Denies Catholics the
Small family units
Of dining utensils.
Thus, the fading
Afterbirth of tragic
Alien invasions that
Once were rumoured
To have been
Frisbees thrown to
Unsuspecting canines that
Had some blood
Coloured puppy pasta
And shat on
The yard of
Retired gullible cockroaches
Destined for ecapitation
By numbskulls in Mars
Which is very
Dominant and green
Smelly fart creature…
Beyond any recognition
Abashed of its
Huge teeth that
Looked like they
Were rotting, and
Whithered. The winter…
Was awful but
I still made
Delicious chocolate cakes
With my feet.
Little black bugs
Burrowed underneath my
House’s solar panelling, eroding the
Twisted black mountains
In search for
A good brand
For demanding clients
Has been decimated
Through strict orders
To decimate things.
The declining population
Turned into monstrosities
Large numbers of
Belgian waffles must
Horridly feed upon
Living host bodies
The greatest mas
Has fallen ill
Feeding a rabbit
Smoky, fringed cloaks
That say “nothing!”
Speaking for themselves
Until they die.
But suddenly when
Thunder stroke them
They convulsed wildly
And ate all
Rotten red oranges
That were really
Tasting like onions
So they bring them up
And smashed them.
Suddenly an explosion
Floccinaucinihilipilificated millions of
Wooden chariots through-out
The old town
The through crowds
Of innocent children
Eating puppy grenades.
Coming from below
Joe sadly confessed
He didn’t know
Where to go
And that was
A hellhound from
You mother’s basement.
Joe silently walked
Away from the
Small porcelain doll
That carried extra
Weight around its
Face and hands.
Joe turned away
From the grenades
That talked of
Weird, noisy experiments
And whispers of
Things like mangos.
Mangos that sing
Mangos that dance!
Opera in falsetto
Captivating the audience
Until they explode
Into tiny bird-
-Like flying fish
With razor sharp
Nails that cut
Avocados like ripe
Tasty red oranges
With the fire
Of noisy scissors
What a shame.
That it was
Crushed by a
Giant bull dog
Wearing a pink
Rubber banana suit
That was illegal
But still cool.
I liked it
Because it was
Really flexible and
Tasted like a
Rotten red banana
It’s not as
Poetic as I
But it’s good
Old and green
But not too
Captivating I think
That you are
As sweet as
A ripe apricot.
And a bunch
Of sugar crazed
Child in a
Freezing grey castle
Feeling neglected.
And totally shattered
Picked up a stick and threw it at
Sugar addicted beagles
With short tails.
And long faces
Howling out for
Old, traditional lullabies
Due to the
Heavy falling rain
Smelling really nasty
He sat helplessly staring
Then suddenly he saw
A large hairy
Dark blue giraffe
Running by fast
And occasionally tripping
Over dawn, Daisy
Picked a stick
And threw it
Into the open
Plains beyond the
Fetid cesspool where
He was born.
Which reminds me…
I need a
Bonny purple umbrella
With pink spots
And black feathers
So wont get
My powerful robot
Off the assembly
But it was
Tied to the
Automatic subsidzing conglomerate
And swept away
By mighty hurricanes
Fast flowing floods
And electrical storms
Who knew it
Would still stand
Upright clinging to
Its surrogate potato
Which will never
Be seen in
This part of
Deserted land which
Is far from
Imagination of ordinary
Lawn gnome people.
Starving for their
Artwork sure is
Stunning and desirable
But tedious nevertheless
This want for
Monkey lazer guns
And troll boots
But those smell
Like skunks in
A haunted house
Sipping on beer
Is terrible for
Their complexion and
Causes hairy warts
On their noses
But at least
They have three
Pieces of magic
Sparkling marble cake
But I ate
One and now
There’s four. How
That’s the magic
Of love and
The other demons
All making such
A clamor playing
The old piano
Playing Turkish March
And confusing me
Once again I
Am here to
Laughing loudly together
Drinking black beer
And singing into
A hair brush
Dancing delightfully around
Happy from beer
She sets off
To slap a
Shrimp on the
Kaboodles. That looked
Like shrivelled up
Fish faced poodles.
Right now she
Got attacked by
Fat mutant maggots
With bad manners.
The pick at
The cove is
Perfect for the
Garden and it
Was used to
Protect the nearby
Crops and gnomes
From the menacing
Children and ogres
Who came searching
Lost buried treasure
With shovels and
And pitch forks
In the dark
Surrounded by zombies
Who moaned eerily
Then attacked with
A wail and
Juice is limed,
Now very angery
They picked up
Two very old
Women with gigantic
Football shapped heads
And threw them
Across a field
Where the twice
Fell back and
Bounced before landing
Flat on their
Backs on the
Barrel on hey
Which was stood
Near a large
Ornate building that
Will crumble when
Touched by a
A drop of
Of something that
Fell from the
Sky, such as
Large golfball snow
As solid as
The boulders beneath
Where Mary stood
Neil approached cautiously
And said that
Lets dance the
Bossanova carefully because
We don’t want
To disturb the
Proffesional dancers in
The house that’s
Filled with happiness
Over there, and
Plenty of love
Will happen if
It is allowed
Because those dancers
Dance quite seductive
When they’re pleased
Will one get
The reward for
The best dressed
Dancer-Rescuer, ever?
Or will Neil
Spoil it by
Stepping on my
Gown when he
Trips off the
Stage and breaks
His fall with
My head? He
Knocking me out
Is he? Right!
I’m just about
At the end
Of my tether
“Take that!” Mary
Neil apoplogise immediately!
But then Mary
Changed dancing partners
And left Neil
To dance with
Chuck Norris. He
Perfect in every
Roundhouse kick. Together,
They made a
Working wooden lightbulb.
To show off
How incredibly smart
Two perfect people
In broad sunlight
Are and neglecting
The beauty of
An acrobatic display
Prancing elegantly across
Snow covered trees
In the moonlight…
A Star sparkled
. Should we rise
To the occasion
Or merely sit
Quietly admiring the
View of the
Soft white snowflakes
That were slowly
Building up on
The long line
Of cool, fresh
Icicle droplets, hanging
From a frozen
Rockface in the
Gloom of sunset
As they strode
Silently amongst the
Towering snow-laden
London bridge. They
Caught a glimpse
Of the glistening
Capital lying snug
Sneaking around the
River Thames like
A man with
Legs flying, hurtling
Into the starry
Eve of 2009
Which passed quietly
Until the morn
Of New Year
When everyone went
To the park
With champaigne and
Suddenly someone passed
An enormous crow
On a pumpkin
Sponsored by NASA
They took a

[neilgee]

metal bar and

[Maryd.]

waved it about

[neilgee]

threateningly in the

[Blanket Heist]

face of Sir

[Heathcliff]

Robin of Loxley

[bjb]

Loxley was knocked

[Blanket Heist]

straight off his

[Heathcliff]

giant snail's shell

[bjb]

that stunck like

[Maryd.]

A skunk in

[neilgee]

a smelly dungeon

[Heathcliff]

that was crowded

[Maryd.]

With obese old

[neilgee]

unwashed witches who

[Maryd.]

Sat curled up

[neilgee]

knotted and knitting

[Maryd.]

Scarves for the

[Heathcliff]

poor children of

[bjb]

and didn't ask

[Maryd.]

Whether they were

[Heathcliff]

for girls or

[Maryd.]

boys in tights

[neilgee]

so the scarves

[Maryd.]

Were wrapped around

[neilgee]

necks indiscriminately and

[Maryd.]

The boys were

[neilgee]

very uncomfortable because

[Maryd.]

Their tights were

[neilgee]

all holey and

[Maryd.]

So they wriggled

[neilgee]

their toes, murmuring

[Maryd.]

How do we

[neilgee]

get out of

[Maryd.]

These darn tights.

[neilgee]

They plotted cunningly

[Maryd.]

Looking around for

[neilgee]

a crack in

[Maryd.]

The black coarse

[neilgee]

walls, while they

[Maryd.]

Devoured pickled onions

[neilgee]

and forgot about

[Maryd.]

the throbbing pain

[neilgee]

and their shame

[Maryd.]

of wearing such

[neilgee]

holey tights, but

[Maryd.]

they were watched

[neilgee]

from afar by

[Maryd.]

Three wise kings

[neilgee]

who sniggered sarcastically

[Maryd.]

This is the

[neilgee]

way life is

[Maryd.]

So get your

[neilgee]

mind toughened up

[Maryd.]

and start using

[Heathcliff]

capital letters at

[Maryd.]

The beginning of

[neilgee]

the next sentence.

[Maryd.]

Or I might

[neilgee]

be tempted to

[Maryd.]

Scold you repeatedly.

[neilgee]

or I could

[Maryd.]

Just leave and

[neilgee]

set fire to

[Maryd.]

Your heart tonight

[neilgee]

"Ow!" as Cupid's