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Post by BunnyWithStick » Sun Oct 08, 2006 6:53 pm

Once upon a time there were 11 gamers that each wanted fifteen fabulously delicious candy bars so they decided to buy a fast car. They raced to safeway and robbed it. The car had no more coffee, so they died. They couldn't respawn before the 1337Crew had succeeded in taking over the Candy Bar Doom Palace, where the great lord of the weasel kingdom had stored many pies. With the 11 gamers currently residing in purgatory the story didn't continue until the voodoo doctor jumped out of the blue pie of great magic and killed them all dead. Now the 11 gamers are all gleefully alive!
With the 1337Crew defeated, they went on to rule the weasels forever. The takeover of the BBC Television Studios head began with a gunfight, and ended with rockets. The weasels began with slightly odd singing and knife throwing party. They were matched by the 11 gamers' swords, and their bows... After a fearsome somersault contest, a deathmatch began with an enraged quarrel over the eighth gamer's mom. This was suddenly interrupted by the 11 gamers when a big ugly carnivorous toaster came by. "You want buttery toast?" said the toaster as flatulence was released by the eighth gamer's mom. The Toaster promptly exploded, killing the weasels dead. Fortunately for them, weasels are not explode proof, and they died. The double dying weasel untundre (not a real word) had finally ended, phew. Jerome then seized control of a remote controlled remote controlling device which remotley controlled his mouth to spit fiery murder, which, in turn, remotely triggered evil monkey ninjas who sought revenge upon that guy over there that was remotely controlling the use of the annoyingly overused word "remotely". The monkeys used typewriters to write stories consisting of four words, and got obssesed with the word "remotely". This caused Renegade_Turner to promptly go insane. After this interlude Darth Monkey destroyed the camera stealing wizard and wreaked havoc upon Microsoft. Every Boot Camp user suffered minor technical difficulties, but in any case Bob battled Darth Monkey, and came out king. He was then usurped by Bob, who tried to figure out what the hell was happening. Along came Turner and every one was kicked.
Afterwards, Turner went to the Playboy Mansion. When he saw those damned five-legged Pringles. He started an 80's trend beacuse he was a Styx fan. So, Turner just turned around, doing the Hokey Pokey. He then whipped out a Cz-75 semi-automatic pistol accidentally shooting his left-hand man, Steve Irwin. News reporters screwed up saying a Sexually confused beaver on crack had humped him to death while doing the tango with an angry stingray.
The Earth Stargate connected to the planet known as "Hump A Duck," known for abundant stores of starch infested beaver droppings. This was very odd for an uninhabited planet filled with PETA volunteers. "I HATE PETA volunteers." Said Turner, very loudly. So He Committed Genocide, assisted by angry stingrays equipped with rocket backpacks. "You got own3d bitch!" were the last words of this monotonous story. Which is not true, said the bunny stick. That was a lie. Which is also not untrue. Many incomplete sentences are being deformed today. That makes no sense. Which is ALSO untrue. This is a lie. The end of this

(But it isn't completely unintelligible to use "Which" to link two sentences. Either that, or I could've changed the punctuation :P)

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Post by Renegade_Turner » Sun Oct 08, 2006 7:00 pm

Once upon a time there were 11 gamers that each wanted fifteen fabulously delicious candy bars so they decided to buy a fast car. They raced to safeway and robbed it. The car had no more coffee, so they died. They couldn't respawn before the 1337Crew had succeeded in taking over the Candy Bar Doom Palace, where the great lord of the weasel kingdom had stored many pies. With the 11 gamers currently residing in purgatory the story didn't continue until the voodoo doctor jumped out of the blue pie of great magic and killed them all dead. Now the 11 gamers are all gleefully alive!
With the 1337Crew defeated, they went on to rule the weasels forever. The takeover of the BBC Television Studios head began with a gunfight, and ended with rockets. The weasels began with slightly odd singing and knife throwing party. They were matched by the 11 gamers' swords, and their bows... After a fearsome somersault contest, a deathmatch began with an enraged quarrel over the eighth gamer's mom. This was suddenly interrupted by the 11 gamers when a big ugly carnivorous toaster came by. "You want buttery toast?" said the toaster as flatulence was released by the eighth gamer's mom. The Toaster promptly exploded, killing the weasels dead. Fortunately for them, weasels are not explode proof, and they died. The double dying weasel untundre (not a real word) had finally ended, phew. Jerome then seized control of a remote controlled remote controlling device which remotley controlled his mouth to spit fiery murder, which, in turn, remotely triggered evil monkey ninjas who sought revenge upon that guy over there that was remotely controlling the use of the annoyingly overused word "remotely". The monkeys used typewriters to write stories consisting of four words, and got obssesed with the word "remotely". This caused Renegade_Turner to promptly go insane. After this interlude Darth Monkey destroyed the camera stealing wizard and wreaked havoc upon Microsoft. Every Boot Camp user suffered minor technical difficulties, but in any case Bob battled Darth Monkey, and came out king. He was then usurped by Bob, who tried to figure out what the hell was happening. Along came Turner and every one was kicked.
Afterwards, Turner went to the Playboy Mansion. When he saw those damned five-legged Pringles. He started an 80's trend beacuse he was a Styx fan. So, Turner just turned around, doing the Hokey Pokey. He then whipped out a Cz-75 semi-automatic pistol accidentally shooting his left-hand man, Steve Irwin. News reporters screwed up saying a Sexually confused beaver on crack had humped him to death while doing the tango with an angry stingray.
The Earth Stargate connected to the planet known as "Hump A Duck," known for abundant stores of starch infested beaver droppings. This was very odd for an uninhabited planet filled with PETA volunteers. "I HATE PETA volunteers." Said Turner, very loudly. So He Committed Genocide, assisted by angry stingrays equipped with rocket backpacks. "You got own3d bitch!" were the last words of this monotonous story. Which is not true, said the bunny stick. That was a lie. Which is also not untrue. Many incomplete sentences are being deformed today. That makes no sense. Which is ALSO untrue. This is a lie. The end of this is not particularly visible.

(Actually, changing the punctuaton would be cheating!)

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Post by BunnyWithStick » Sun Oct 08, 2006 7:21 pm

Once upon a time there were 11 gamers that each wanted fifteen fabulously delicious candy bars so they decided to buy a fast car. They raced to safeway and robbed it. The car had no more coffee, so they died. They couldn't respawn before the 1337Crew had succeeded in taking over the Candy Bar Doom Palace, where the great lord of the weasel kingdom had stored many pies. With the 11 gamers currently residing in purgatory the story didn't continue until the voodoo doctor jumped out of the blue pie of great magic and killed them all dead. Now the 11 gamers are all gleefully alive!
With the 1337Crew defeated, they went on to rule the weasels forever. The takeover of the BBC Television Studios head began with a gunfight, and ended with rockets. The weasels began with slightly odd singing and knife throwing party. They were matched by the 11 gamers' swords, and their bows... After a fearsome somersault contest, a deathmatch began with an enraged quarrel over the eighth gamer's mom. This was suddenly interrupted by the 11 gamers when a big ugly carnivorous toaster came by. "You want buttery toast?" said the toaster as flatulence was released by the eighth gamer's mom. The Toaster promptly exploded, killing the weasels dead. Fortunately for them, weasels are not explode proof, and they died. The double dying weasel untundre (not a real word) had finally ended, phew. Jerome then seized control of a remote controlled remote controlling device which remotley controlled his mouth to spit fiery murder, which, in turn, remotely triggered evil monkey ninjas who sought revenge upon that guy over there that was remotely controlling the use of the annoyingly overused word "remotely". The monkeys used typewriters to write stories consisting of four words, and got obssesed with the word "remotely". This caused Renegade_Turner to promptly go insane. After this interlude Darth Monkey destroyed the camera stealing wizard and wreaked havoc upon Microsoft. Every Boot Camp user suffered minor technical difficulties, but in any case Bob battled Darth Monkey, and came out king. He was then usurped by Bob, who tried to figure out what the hell was happening. Along came Turner and every one was kicked.
Afterwards, Turner went to the Playboy Mansion. When he saw those damned five-legged Pringles. He started an 80's trend beacuse he was a Styx fan. So, Turner just turned around, doing the Hokey Pokey. He then whipped out a Cz-75 semi-automatic pistol accidentally shooting his left-hand man, Steve Irwin. News reporters screwed up saying a Sexually confused beaver on crack had humped him to death while doing the tango with an angry stingray.
The Earth Stargate connected to the planet known as "Hump A Duck," known for abundant stores of starch infested beaver droppings. This was very odd for an uninhabited planet filled with PETA volunteers. "I HATE PETA volunteers." Said Turner, very loudly. So He Committed Genocide, assisted by angry stingrays equipped with rocket backpacks. "You got own3d bitch!" were the last words of this monotonous story. Which is not true, said the bunny stick. That was a lie. Which is also not untrue. Many incomplete sentences are being deformed today. That makes no sense. Which is ALSO untrue. This is a lie. The end of this is not particularly visible. The fog of the

(I think I saw other people change the punctuation, but it was probably just adding punctuation)

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Post by roboneko77 » Thu Oct 23, 2008 6:37 pm

Once upon a time there were 11 gamers that each wanted fifteen fabulously delicious candy bars so they decided to buy a fast car. They raced to safeway and robbed it. The car had no more coffee, so they died. They couldn't respawn before the 1337Crew had succeeded in taking over the Candy Bar Doom Palace, where the great lord of the weasel kingdom had stored many pies. With the 11 gamers currently residing in purgatory the story didn't continue until the voodoo doctor jumped out of the blue pie of great magic and killed them all dead. Now the 11 gamers are all gleefully alive!
With the 1337Crew defeated, they went on to rule the weasels forever. The takeover of the BBC Television Studios head began with a gunfight, and ended with rockets. The weasels began with slightly odd singing and knife throwing party. They were matched by the 11 gamers' swords, and their bows... After a fearsome somersault contest, a deathmatch began with an enraged quarrel over the eighth gamer's mom. This was suddenly interrupted by the 11 gamers when a big ugly carnivorous toaster came by. "You want buttery toast?" said the toaster as flatulence was released by the eighth gamer's mom. The Toaster promptly exploded, killing the weasels dead. Fortunately for them, weasels are not explode proof, and they died. The double dying weasel untundre (not a real word) had finally ended, phew. Jerome then seized control of a remote controlled remote controlling device which remotley controlled his mouth to spit fiery murder, which, in turn, remotely triggered evil monkey ninjas who sought revenge upon that guy over there that was remotely controlling the use of the annoyingly overused word "remotely". The monkeys used typewriters to write stories consisting of four words, and got obssesed with the word "remotely". This caused Renegade_Turner to promptly go insane. After this interlude Darth Monkey destroyed the camera stealing wizard and wreaked havoc upon Microsoft. Every Boot Camp user suffered minor technical difficulties, but in any case Bob battled Darth Monkey, and came out king. He was then usurped by Bob, who tried to figure out what the hell was happening. Along came Turner and every one was kicked.
Afterwards, Turner went to the Playboy Mansion. When he saw those damned five-legged Pringles. He started an 80's trend beacuse he was a Styx fan. So, Turner just turned around, doing the Hokey Pokey. He then whipped out a Cz-75 semi-automatic pistol accidentally shooting his left-hand man, Steve Irwin. News reporters screwed up saying a Sexually confused beaver on crack had humped him to death while doing the tango with an angry stingray.
The Earth Stargate connected to the planet known as "Hump A Duck," known for abundant stores of starch infested beaver droppings. This was very odd for an uninhabited planet filled with PETA volunteers. "I HATE PETA volunteers." Said Turner, very loudly. So He Committed Genocide, assisted by angry stingrays equipped with rocket backpacks. "You got own3d bitch!" were the last words of this monotonous story. Which is not true, said the bunny stick. That was a lie. Which is also not untrue. Many incomplete sentences are being deformed today. That makes no sense. Which is ALSO untrue. This is a lie. The end of this is not particularly visible. The fog of the stinky poopey
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Post by BunnyWithStick » Thu Oct 23, 2008 8:53 pm

Once upon a time there were 11 gamers that each wanted fifteen fabulously delicious candy bars so they decided to buy a fast car. They raced to safeway and robbed it. The car had no more coffee, so they died. They couldn't respawn before the 1337Crew had succeeded in taking over the Candy Bar Doom Palace, where the great lord of the weasel kingdom had stored many pies. With the 11 gamers currently residing in purgatory the story didn't continue until the voodoo doctor jumped out of the blue pie of great magic and killed them all dead. Now the 11 gamers are all gleefully alive!
With the 1337Crew defeated, they went on to rule the weasels forever. The takeover of the BBC Television Studios head began with a gunfight, and ended with rockets. The weasels began with slightly odd singing and knife throwing party. They were matched by the 11 gamers' swords, and their bows... After a fearsome somersault contest, a deathmatch began with an enraged quarrel over the eighth gamer's mom. This was suddenly interrupted by the 11 gamers when a big ugly carnivorous toaster came by. "You want buttery toast?" said the toaster as flatulence was released by the eighth gamer's mom. The Toaster promptly exploded, killing the weasels dead. Fortunately for them, weasels are not explode proof, and they died. The double dying weasel untundre (not a real word) had finally ended, phew. Jerome then seized control of a remote controlled remote controlling device which remotley controlled his mouth to spit fiery murder, which, in turn, remotely triggered evil monkey ninjas who sought revenge upon that guy over there that was remotely controlling the use of the annoyingly overused word "remotely". The monkeys used typewriters to write stories consisting of four words, and got obssesed with the word "remotely". This caused Renegade_Turner to promptly go insane. After this interlude Darth Monkey destroyed the camera stealing wizard and wreaked havoc upon Microsoft. Every Boot Camp user suffered minor technical difficulties, but in any case Bob battled Darth Monkey, and came out king. He was then usurped by Bob, who tried to figure out what the hell was happening. Along came Turner and every one was kicked.
Afterwards, Turner went to the Playboy Mansion. When he saw those damned five-legged Pringles. He started an 80's trend beacuse he was a Styx fan. So, Turner just turned around, doing the Hokey Pokey. He then whipped out a Cz-75 semi-automatic pistol accidentally shooting his left-hand man, Steve Irwin. News reporters screwed up saying a Sexually confused beaver on crack had humped him to death while doing the tango with an angry stingray.
The Earth Stargate connected to the planet known as "Hump A Duck," known for abundant stores of starch infested beaver droppings. This was very odd for an uninhabited planet filled with PETA volunteers. "I HATE PETA volunteers." Said Turner, very loudly. So He Committed Genocide, assisted by angry stingrays equipped with rocket backpacks. "You got own3d bitch!" were the last words of this monotonous story. Which is not true, said the bunny stick. That was a lie. Which is also not untrue. Many incomplete sentences are being deformed today. That makes no sense. Which is ALSO untrue. This is a lie. The end of this is not particularly visible. The fog of the stinky poopey poop invoked the wrath of

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Post by Chainsaw man » Thu Oct 23, 2008 11:06 pm

BunnyWithStick wrote:Once upon a time there were 11 gamers that each wanted fifteen fabulously delicious candy bars so they decided to buy a fast car. They raced to safeway and robbed it. The car had no more coffee, so they died. They couldn't respawn before the 1337Crew had succeeded in taking over the Candy Bar Doom Palace, where the great lord of the weasel kingdom had stored many pies. With the 11 gamers currently residing in purgatory the story didn't continue until the voodoo doctor jumped out of the blue pie of great magic and killed them all dead. Now the 11 gamers are all gleefully alive!
With the 1337Crew defeated, they went on to rule the weasels forever. The takeover of the BBC Television Studios head began with a gunfight, and ended with rockets. The weasels began with slightly odd singing and knife throwing party. They were matched by the 11 gamers' swords, and their bows... After a fearsome somersault contest, a deathmatch began with an enraged quarrel over the eighth gamer's mom. This was suddenly interrupted by the 11 gamers when a big ugly carnivorous toaster came by. "You want buttery toast?" said the toaster as flatulence was released by the eighth gamer's mom. The Toaster promptly exploded, killing the weasels dead. Fortunately for them, weasels are not explode proof, and they died. The double dying weasel untundre (not a real word) had finally ended, phew. Jerome then seized control of a remote controlled remote controlling device which remotley controlled his mouth to spit fiery murder, which, in turn, remotely triggered evil monkey ninjas who sought revenge upon that guy over there that was remotely controlling the use of the annoyingly overused word "remotely". The monkeys used typewriters to write stories consisting of four words, and got obssesed with the word "remotely". This caused Renegade_Turner to promptly go insane. After this interlude Darth Monkey destroyed the camera stealing wizard and wreaked havoc upon Microsoft. Every Boot Camp user suffered minor technical difficulties, but in any case Bob battled Darth Monkey, and came out king. He was then usurped by Bob, who tried to figure out what the hell was happening. Along came Turner and every one was kicked.
Afterwards, Turner went to the Playboy Mansion. When he saw those damned five-legged Pringles. He started an 80's trend beacuse he was a Styx fan. So, Turner just turned around, doing the Hokey Pokey. He then whipped out a Cz-75 semi-automatic pistol accidentally shooting his left-hand man, Steve Irwin. News reporters screwed up saying a Sexually confused beaver on crack had humped him to death while doing the tango with an angry stingray.
The Earth Stargate connected to the planet known as "Hump A Duck," known for abundant stores of starch infested beaver droppings. This was very odd for an uninhabited planet filled with PETA volunteers. "I HATE PETA volunteers." Said Turner, very loudly. So He Committed Genocide, assisted by angry stingrays equipped with rocket backpacks. "You got own3d bitch!" were the last words of this monotonous story. Which is not true, said the bunny stick. That was a lie. Which is also not untrue. Many incomplete sentences are being deformed today. That makes no sense. Which is ALSO untrue. This is a lie. The end of this is not particularly visible. The fog of the stinky poopey poop invoked the wrath of
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Post by BunnyWithStick » Thu Oct 23, 2008 11:20 pm

Once upon a time there were 11 gamers that each wanted fifteen fabulously delicious candy bars so they decided to buy a fast car. They raced to safeway and robbed it. The car had no more coffee, so they died. They couldn't respawn before the 1337Crew had succeeded in taking over the Candy Bar Doom Palace, where the great lord of the weasel kingdom had stored many pies. With the 11 gamers currently residing in purgatory the story didn't continue until the voodoo doctor jumped out of the blue pie of great magic and killed them all dead. Now the 11 gamers are all gleefully alive!
With the 1337Crew defeated, they went on to rule the weasels forever. The takeover of the BBC Television Studios head began with a gunfight, and ended with rockets. The weasels began with slightly odd singing and knife throwing party. They were matched by the 11 gamers' swords, and their bows... After a fearsome somersault contest, a deathmatch began with an enraged quarrel over the eighth gamer's mom. This was suddenly interrupted by the 11 gamers when a big ugly carnivorous toaster came by. "You want buttery toast?" said the toaster as flatulence was released by the eighth gamer's mom. The Toaster promptly exploded, killing the weasels dead. Fortunately for them, weasels are not explode proof, and they died. The double dying weasel untundre (not a real word) had finally ended, phew. Jerome then seized control of a remote controlled remote controlling device which remotley controlled his mouth to spit fiery murder, which, in turn, remotely triggered evil monkey ninjas who sought revenge upon that guy over there that was remotely controlling the use of the annoyingly overused word "remotely". The monkeys used typewriters to write stories consisting of four words, and got obssesed with the word "remotely". This caused Renegade_Turner to promptly go insane. After this interlude Darth Monkey destroyed the camera stealing wizard and wreaked havoc upon Microsoft. Every Boot Camp user suffered minor technical difficulties, but in any case Bob battled Darth Monkey, and came out king. He was then usurped by Bob, who tried to figure out what the hell was happening. Along came Turner and every one was kicked.
Afterwards, Turner went to the Playboy Mansion. When he saw those damned five-legged Pringles. He started an 80's trend beacuse he was a Styx fan. So, Turner just turned around, doing the Hokey Pokey. He then whipped out a Cz-75 semi-automatic pistol accidentally shooting his left-hand man, Steve Irwin. News reporters screwed up saying a Sexually confused beaver on crack had humped him to death while doing the tango with an angry stingray.
The Earth Stargate connected to the planet known as "Hump A Duck," known for abundant stores of starch infested beaver droppings. This was very odd for an uninhabited planet filled with PETA volunteers. "I HATE PETA volunteers." Said Turner, very loudly. So He Committed Genocide, assisted by angry stingrays equipped with rocket backpacks. "You got own3d bitch!" were the last words of this monotonous story. Which is not true, said the bunny stick. That was a lie. Which is also not untrue. Many incomplete sentences are being deformed today. That makes no sense. Which is ALSO untrue. This is a lie. The end of this is not particularly visible. The fog of the stinky poopey poop invoked the wrath of Adventist owned Worthington Foods, who decided to create

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Re: 4 word story

Post by Chainsaw man » Fri Oct 24, 2008 12:32 am

...Veggie Burgger, carsonagenic goodness...

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Re: 4 word story

Post by roboneko77 » Sat Oct 25, 2008 10:11 am

Once upon a time there were 11 gamers that each wanted fifteen fabulously delicious candy bars so they decided to buy a fast car. They raced to safeway and robbed it. The car had no more coffee, so they died. They couldn't respawn before the 1337Crew had succeeded in taking over the Candy Bar Doom Palace, where the great lord of the weasel kingdom had stored many pies. With the 11 gamers currently residing in purgatory the story didn't continue until the voodoo doctor jumped out of the blue pie of great magic and killed them all dead. Now the 11 gamers are all gleefully alive!
With the 1337Crew defeated, they went on to rule the weasels forever. The takeover of the BBC Television Studios head began with a gunfight, and ended with rockets. The weasels began with slightly odd singing and knife throwing party. They were matched by the 11 gamers' swords, and their bows... After a fearsome somersault contest, a deathmatch began with an enraged quarrel over the eighth gamer's mom. This was suddenly interrupted by the 11 gamers when a big ugly carnivorous toaster came by. "You want buttery toast?" said the toaster as flatulence was released by the eighth gamer's mom. The Toaster promptly exploded, killing the weasels dead. Fortunately for them, weasels are not explode proof, and they died. The double dying weasel untundre (not a real word) had finally ended, phew. Jerome then seized control of a remote controlled remote controlling device which remotley controlled his mouth to spit fiery murder, which, in turn, remotely triggered evil monkey ninjas who sought revenge upon that guy over there that was remotely controlling the use of the annoyingly overused word "remotely". The monkeys used typewriters to write stories consisting of four words, and got obssesed with the word "remotely". This caused Renegade_Turner to promptly go insane. After this interlude Darth Monkey destroyed the camera stealing wizard and wreaked havoc upon Microsoft. Every Boot Camp user suffered minor technical difficulties, but in any case Bob battled Darth Monkey, and came out king. He was then usurped by Bob, who tried to figure out what the hell was happening. Along came Turner and every one was kicked.
Afterwards, Turner went to the Playboy Mansion. When he saw those damned five-legged Pringles. He started an 80's trend beacuse he was a Styx fan. So, Turner just turned around, doing the Hokey Pokey. He then whipped out a Cz-75 semi-automatic pistol accidentally shooting his left-hand man, Steve Irwin. News reporters screwed up saying a Sexually confused beaver on crack had humped him to death while doing the tango with an angry stingray.
The Earth Stargate connected to the planet known as "Hump A Duck," known for abundant stores of starch infested beaver droppings. This was very odd for an uninhabited planet filled with PETA volunteers. "I HATE PETA volunteers." Said Turner, very loudly. So He Committed Genocide, assisted by angry stingrays equipped with rocket backpacks. "You got own3d bitch!" were the last words of this monotonous story. Which is not true, said the bunny stick. That was a lie. Which is also not untrue. Many incomplete sentences are being deformed today. That makes no sense. Which is ALSO untrue. This is a lie. The end of this is not particularly visible. The fog of the stinky poopey poop invoked the wrath of Adventist owned Worthington Foods, who decided to create Veggie Burgger, carsonagenic goodness out of turner's peehole
...Veggie Burgger, carsonagenic goodness...

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Re: 4 word story

Post by blood-shard » Sat Oct 25, 2008 5:00 pm

Once upon a time there were 11 gamers that each wanted fifteen fabulously delicious candy bars so they decided to buy a fast car. They raced to safeway and robbed it. The car had no more coffee, so they died. They couldn't respawn before the 1337Crew had succeeded in taking over the Candy Bar Doom Palace, where the great lord of the weasel kingdom had stored many pies. With the 11 gamers currently residing in purgatory the story didn't continue until the voodoo doctor jumped out of the blue pie of great magic and killed them all dead. Now the 11 gamers are all gleefully alive!
With the 1337Crew defeated, they went on to rule the weasels forever. The takeover of the BBC Television Studios head began with a gunfight, and ended with rockets. The weasels began with slightly odd singing and knife throwing party. They were matched by the 11 gamers' swords, and their bows... After a fearsome somersault contest, a deathmatch began with an enraged quarrel over the eighth gamer's mom. This was suddenly interrupted by the 11 gamers when a big ugly carnivorous toaster came by. "You want buttery toast?" said the toaster as flatulence was released by the eighth gamer's mom. The Toaster promptly exploded, killing the weasels dead. Fortunately for them, weasels are not explode proof, and they died. The double dying weasel untundre (not a real word) had finally ended, phew. Jerome then seized control of a remote controlled remote controlling device which remotley controlled his mouth to spit fiery murder, which, in turn, remotely triggered evil monkey ninjas who sought revenge upon that guy over there that was remotely controlling the use of the annoyingly overused word "remotely". The monkeys used typewriters to write stories consisting of four words, and got obssesed with the word "remotely". This caused Renegade_Turner to promptly go insane. After this interlude Darth Monkey destroyed the camera stealing wizard and wreaked havoc upon Microsoft. Every Boot Camp user suffered minor technical difficulties, but in any case Bob battled Darth Monkey, and came out king. He was then usurped by Bob, who tried to figure out what the hell was happening. Along came Turner and every one was kicked.
Afterwards, Turner went to the Playboy Mansion. When he saw those damned five-legged Pringles. He started an 80's trend beacuse he was a Styx fan. So, Turner just turned around, doing the Hokey Pokey. He then whipped out a Cz-75 semi-automatic pistol accidentally shooting his left-hand man, Steve Irwin. News reporters screwed up saying a Sexually confused beaver on crack had humped him to death while doing the tango with an angry stingray.
The Earth Stargate connected to the planet known as "Hump A Duck," known for abundant stores of starch infested beaver droppings. This was very odd for an uninhabited planet filled with PETA volunteers. "I HATE PETA volunteers." Said Turner, very loudly. So He Committed Genocide, assisted by angry stingrays equipped with rocket backpacks. "You got own3d bitch!" were the last words of this monotonous story. Which is not true, said the bunny stick. That was a lie. Which is also not untrue. Many incomplete sentences are being deformed today. That makes no sense. Which is ALSO untrue. This is a lie. The end of this is not particularly visible. The fog of the stinky poopey poop invoked the wrath of Adventist owned Worthington Foods, who decided to create Veggie Burgger, carsonagenic goodness out of turner's peehole
...Veggie Burgger, carsonagenic goodness... uhm.... we like chocolate? O.o

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Re: 4 word story

Post by Renegade_Turner » Fri Oct 31, 2008 3:59 pm

Once upon a time there were 11 gamers that each wanted fifteen fabulously delicious candy bars so they decided to buy a fast car. They raced to safeway and robbed it. The car had no more coffee, so they died. They couldn't respawn before the 1337Crew had succeeded in taking over the Candy Bar Doom Palace, where the great lord of the weasel kingdom had stored many pies. With the 11 gamers currently residing in purgatory the story didn't continue until the voodoo doctor jumped out of the blue pie of great magic and killed them all dead. Now the 11 gamers are all gleefully alive!
With the 1337Crew defeated, they went on to rule the weasels forever. The takeover of the BBC Television Studios head began with a gunfight, and ended with rockets. The weasels began with slightly odd singing and knife throwing party. They were matched by the 11 gamers' swords, and their bows... After a fearsome somersault contest, a deathmatch began with an enraged quarrel over the eighth gamer's mom. This was suddenly interrupted by the 11 gamers when a big ugly carnivorous toaster came by. "You want buttery toast?" said the toaster as flatulence was released by the eighth gamer's mom. The Toaster promptly exploded, killing the weasels dead. Fortunately for them, weasels are not explode proof, and they died. The double dying weasel untundre (not a real word) had finally ended, phew. Jerome then seized control of a remote controlled remote controlling device which remotley controlled his mouth to spit fiery murder, which, in turn, remotely triggered evil monkey ninjas who sought revenge upon that guy over there that was remotely controlling the use of the annoyingly overused word "remotely". The monkeys used typewriters to write stories consisting of four words, and got obssesed with the word "remotely". This caused Renegade_Turner to promptly go insane. After this interlude Darth Monkey destroyed the camera stealing wizard and wreaked havoc upon Microsoft. Every Boot Camp user suffered minor technical difficulties, but in any case Bob battled Darth Monkey, and came out king. He was then usurped by Bob, who tried to figure out what the hell was happening. Along came Turner and every one was kicked.
Afterwards, Turner went to the Playboy Mansion. When he saw those damned five-legged Pringles. He started an 80's trend beacuse he was a Styx fan. So, Turner just turned around, doing the Hokey Pokey. He then whipped out a Cz-75 semi-automatic pistol accidentally shooting his left-hand man, Steve Irwin. News reporters screwed up saying a Sexually confused beaver on crack had humped him to death while doing the tango with an angry stingray.
The Earth Stargate connected to the planet known as "Hump A Duck," known for abundant stores of starch infested beaver droppings. This was very odd for an uninhabited planet filled with PETA volunteers. "I HATE PETA volunteers." Said Turner, very loudly. So He Committed Genocide, assisted by angry stingrays equipped with rocket backpacks. "You got own3d bitch!" were the last words of this monotonous story. Which is not true, said the bunny stick. That was a lie. Which is also not untrue. Many incomplete sentences are being deformed today. That makes no sense. Which is ALSO untrue. This is a lie. The end of this is not particularly visible. The fog of the stinky poopey poop invoked the wrath of Adventist owned Worthington Foods, who decided to create Veggie Burgger, carsonagenic goodness out of turner's peehole
...Veggie Burgger, carsonagenic goodness... uhm.... we like chocolate? Raptor Jesus quietly barrell-rolled

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Re: 4 word story

Post by BunnyWithStick » Fri Oct 31, 2008 9:35 pm

Once upon a time there were 11 gamers that each wanted fifteen fabulously delicious candy bars so they decided to buy a fast car. They raced to safeway and robbed it. The car had no more coffee, so they died. They couldn't respawn before the 1337Crew had succeeded in taking over the Candy Bar Doom Palace, where the great lord of the weasel kingdom had stored many pies. With the 11 gamers currently residing in purgatory the story didn't continue until the voodoo doctor jumped out of the blue pie of great magic and killed them all dead. Now the 11 gamers are all gleefully alive!
With the 1337Crew defeated, they went on to rule the weasels forever. The takeover of the BBC Television Studios head began with a gunfight, and ended with rockets. The weasels began with slightly odd singing and knife throwing party. They were matched by the 11 gamers' swords, and their bows... After a fearsome somersault contest, a deathmatch began with an enraged quarrel over the eighth gamer's mom. This was suddenly interrupted by the 11 gamers when a big ugly carnivorous toaster came by. "You want buttery toast?" said the toaster as flatulence was released by the eighth gamer's mom. The Toaster promptly exploded, killing the weasels dead. Fortunately for them, weasels are not explode proof, and they died. The double dying weasel untundre (not a real word) had finally ended, phew. Jerome then seized control of a remote controlled remote controlling device which remotley controlled his mouth to spit fiery murder, which, in turn, remotely triggered evil monkey ninjas who sought revenge upon that guy over there that was remotely controlling the use of the annoyingly overused word "remotely". The monkeys used typewriters to write stories consisting of four words, and got obssesed with the word "remotely". This caused Renegade_Turner to promptly go insane. After this interlude Darth Monkey destroyed the camera stealing wizard and wreaked havoc upon Microsoft. Every Boot Camp user suffered minor technical difficulties, but in any case Bob battled Darth Monkey, and came out king. He was then usurped by Bob, who tried to figure out what the hell was happening. Along came Turner and every one was kicked.
Afterwards, Turner went to the Playboy Mansion. When he saw those damned five-legged Pringles. He started an 80's trend beacuse he was a Styx fan. So, Turner just turned around, doing the Hokey Pokey. He then whipped out a Cz-75 semi-automatic pistol accidentally shooting his left-hand man, Steve Irwin. News reporters screwed up saying a Sexually confused beaver on crack had humped him to death while doing the tango with an angry stingray.
The Earth Stargate connected to the planet known as "Hump A Duck," known for abundant stores of starch infested beaver droppings. This was very odd for an uninhabited planet filled with PETA volunteers. "I HATE PETA volunteers." Said Turner, very loudly. So He Committed Genocide, assisted by angry stingrays equipped with rocket backpacks. "You got own3d bitch!" were the last words of this monotonous story. Which is not true, said the bunny stick. That was a lie. Which is also not untrue. Many incomplete sentences are being deformed today. That makes no sense. Which is ALSO untrue. This is a lie. The end of this is not particularly visible. The fog of the stinky poopey poop invoked the wrath of Adventist owned Worthington Foods, who decided to create Veggie Burgger, carsonagenic goodness out of turner's peehole
...Veggie Burgger, carsonagenic goodness... uhm.... we like chocolate? Raptor Jesus quietly barrell-rolled, thanks to Peppy's hypnotism

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Re: 4 word story

Post by Grayswandir » Fri Oct 31, 2008 9:41 pm

Once upon a time there were 11 gamers that each wanted fifteen fabulously delicious candy bars so they decided to buy a fast car. They raced to safeway and robbed it. The car had no more coffee, so they died. They couldn't respawn before the 1337Crew had succeeded in taking over the Candy Bar Doom Palace, where the great lord of the weasel kingdom had stored many pies. With the 11 gamers currently residing in purgatory the story didn't continue until the voodoo doctor jumped out of the blue pie of great magic and killed them all dead. Now the 11 gamers are all gleefully alive!
With the 1337Crew defeated, they went on to rule the weasels forever. The takeover of the BBC Television Studios head began with a gunfight, and ended with rockets. The weasels began with slightly odd singing and knife throwing party. They were matched by the 11 gamers' swords, and their bows... After a fearsome somersault contest, a deathmatch began with an enraged quarrel over the eighth gamer's mom. This was suddenly interrupted by the 11 gamers when a big ugly carnivorous toaster came by. "You want buttery toast?" said the toaster as flatulence was released by the eighth gamer's mom. The Toaster promptly exploded, killing the weasels dead. Fortunately for them, weasels are not explode proof, and they died. The double dying weasel untundre (not a real word) had finally ended, phew. Jerome then seized control of a remote controlled remote controlling device which remotley controlled his mouth to spit fiery murder, which, in turn, remotely triggered evil monkey ninjas who sought revenge upon that guy over there that was remotely controlling the use of the annoyingly overused word "remotely". The monkeys used typewriters to write stories consisting of four words, and got obssesed with the word "remotely". This caused Renegade_Turner to promptly go insane. After this interlude Darth Monkey destroyed the camera stealing wizard and wreaked havoc upon Microsoft. Every Boot Camp user suffered minor technical difficulties, but in any case Bob battled Darth Monkey, and came out king. He was then usurped by Bob, who tried to figure out what the hell was happening. Along came Turner and every one was kicked.
Afterwards, Turner went to the Playboy Mansion. When he saw those damned five-legged Pringles. He started an 80's trend beacuse he was a Styx fan. So, Turner just turned around, doing the Hokey Pokey. He then whipped out a Cz-75 semi-automatic pistol accidentally shooting his left-hand man, Steve Irwin. News reporters screwed up saying a Sexually confused beaver on crack had humped him to death while doing the tango with an angry stingray.
The Earth Stargate connected to the planet known as "Hump A Duck," known for abundant stores of starch infested beaver droppings. This was very odd for an uninhabited planet filled with PETA volunteers. "I HATE PETA volunteers." Said Turner, very loudly. So He Committed Genocide, assisted by angry stingrays equipped with rocket backpacks. "You got own3d bitch!" were the last words of this monotonous story. Which is not true, said the bunny stick. That was a lie. Which is also not untrue. Many incomplete sentences are being deformed today. That makes no sense. Which is ALSO untrue. This is a lie. The end of this is not particularly visible. The fog of the stinky poopey poop invoked the wrath of Adventist owned Worthington Foods, who decided to create Veggie Burgger, carsonagenic goodness out of turner's peehole
...Veggie Burgger, carsonagenic goodness... uhm.... we like chocolate? Raptor Jesus quietly barrell-rolled, thanks to Peppy's hypnotism and his horrible whoreface.

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Re: 4 word story

Post by nutcracker » Sat Nov 01, 2008 6:27 am

Once upon a time there were 11 gamers that each wanted fifteen fabulously delicious candy bars so they decided to buy a fast car. They raced to safeway and robbed it. The car had no more coffee, so they died. They couldn't respawn before the 1337Crew had succeeded in taking over the Candy Bar Doom Palace, where the great lord of the weasel kingdom had stored many pies. With the 11 gamers currently residing in purgatory the story didn't continue until the voodoo doctor jumped out of the blue pie of great magic and killed them all dead. Now the 11 gamers are all gleefully alive!
With the 1337Crew defeated, they went on to rule the weasels forever. The takeover of the BBC Television Studios head began with a gunfight, and ended with rockets. The weasels began with slightly odd singing and knife throwing party. They were matched by the 11 gamers' swords, and their bows... After a fearsome somersault contest, a deathmatch began with an enraged quarrel over the eighth gamer's mom. This was suddenly interrupted by the 11 gamers when a big ugly carnivorous toaster came by. "You want buttery toast?" said the toaster as flatulence was released by the eighth gamer's mom. The Toaster promptly exploded, killing the weasels dead. Fortunately for them, weasels are not explode proof, and they died. The double dying weasel untundre (not a real word) had finally ended, phew. Jerome then seized control of a remote controlled remote controlling device which remotley controlled his mouth to spit fiery murder, which, in turn, remotely triggered evil monkey ninjas who sought revenge upon that guy over there that was remotely controlling the use of the annoyingly overused word "remotely". The monkeys used typewriters to write stories consisting of four words, and got obssesed with the word "remotely". This caused Renegade_Turner to promptly go insane. After this interlude Darth Monkey destroyed the camera stealing wizard and wreaked havoc upon Microsoft. Every Boot Camp user suffered minor technical difficulties, but in any case Bob battled Darth Monkey, and came out king. He was then usurped by Bob, who tried to figure out what the hell was happening. Along came Turner and every one was kicked.
Afterwards, Turner went to the Playboy Mansion. When he saw those damned five-legged Pringles. He started an 80's trend beacuse he was a Styx fan. So, Turner just turned around, doing the Hokey Pokey. He then whipped out a Cz-75 semi-automatic pistol accidentally shooting his left-hand man, Steve Irwin. News reporters screwed up saying a Sexually confused beaver on crack had humped him to death while doing the tango with an angry stingray.
The Earth Stargate connected to the planet known as "Hump A Duck," known for abundant stores of starch infested beaver droppings. This was very odd for an uninhabited planet filled with PETA volunteers. "I HATE PETA volunteers." Said Turner, very loudly. So He Committed Genocide, assisted by angry stingrays equipped with rocket backpacks. "You got own3d bitch!" were the last words of this monotonous story. Which is not true, said the bunny stick. That was a lie. Which is also not untrue. Many incomplete sentences are being deformed today. That makes no sense. Which is ALSO untrue. This is a lie. The end of this is not particularly visible. The fog of the stinky poopey poop invoked the wrath of Adventist owned Worthington Foods, who decided to create Veggie Burgger, carsonagenic goodness out of turner's peehole
...Veggie Burgger, carsonagenic goodness... uhm.... we like chocolate? Raptor Jesus quietly barrell-rolled, thanks to Peppy's hypnotism and his horrible whoreface. Then the greatest thing

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Re: 4 word story

Post by joycie » Sat Nov 01, 2008 3:34 pm

Once upon a time there were 11 gamers that each wanted fifteen fabulously delicious candy bars so they decided to buy a fast car. They raced to safeway and robbed it. The car had no more coffee, so they died. They couldn't respawn before the 1337Crew had succeeded in taking over the Candy Bar Doom Palace, where the great lord of the weasel kingdom had stored many pies. With the 11 gamers currently residing in purgatory the story didn't continue until the voodoo doctor jumped out of the blue pie of great magic and killed them all dead. Now the 11 gamers are all gleefully alive!
With the 1337Crew defeated, they went on to rule the weasels forever. The takeover of the BBC Television Studios head began with a gunfight, and ended with rockets. The weasels began with slightly odd singing and knife throwing party. They were matched by the 11 gamers' swords, and their bows... After a fearsome somersault contest, a deathmatch began with an enraged quarrel over the eighth gamer's mom. This was suddenly interrupted by the 11 gamers when a big ugly carnivorous toaster came by. "You want buttery toast?" said the toaster as flatulence was released by the eighth gamer's mom. The Toaster promptly exploded, killing the weasels dead. Fortunately for them, weasels are not explode proof, and they died. The double dying weasel untundre (not a real word) had finally ended, phew. Jerome then seized control of a remote controlled remote controlling device which remotley controlled his mouth to spit fiery murder, which, in turn, remotely triggered evil monkey ninjas who sought revenge upon that guy over there that was remotely controlling the use of the annoyingly overused word "remotely". The monkeys used typewriters to write stories consisting of four words, and got obssesed with the word "remotely". This caused Renegade_Turner to promptly go insane. After this interlude Darth Monkey destroyed the camera stealing wizard and wreaked havoc upon Microsoft. Every Boot Camp user suffered minor technical difficulties, but in any case Bob battled Darth Monkey, and came out king. He was then usurped by Bob, who tried to figure out what the hell was happening. Along came Turner and every one was kicked.
Afterwards, Turner went to the Playboy Mansion. When he saw those damned five-legged Pringles. He started an 80's trend beacuse he was a Styx fan. So, Turner just turned around, doing the Hokey Pokey. He then whipped out a Cz-75 semi-automatic pistol accidentally shooting his left-hand man, Steve Irwin. News reporters screwed up saying a Sexually confused beaver on crack had humped him to death while doing the tango with an angry stingray.
The Earth Stargate connected to the planet known as "Hump A Duck," known for abundant stores of starch infested beaver droppings. This was very odd for an uninhabited planet filled with PETA volunteers. "I HATE PETA volunteers." Said Turner, very loudly. So He Committed Genocide, assisted by angry stingrays equipped with rocket backpacks. "You got own3d bitch!" were the last words of this monotonous story. Which is not true, said the bunny stick. That was a lie. Which is also not untrue. Many incomplete sentences are being deformed today. That makes no sense. Which is ALSO untrue. This is a lie. The end of this is not particularly visible. The fog of the stinky poopey poop invoked the wrath of Adventist owned Worthington Foods, who decided to create Veggie Burgger, carsonagenic goodness out of turner's peehole
...Veggie Burgger, carsonagenic goodness... uhm.... we like chocolate? Raptor Jesus quietly barrell-rolled, thanks to Peppy's hypnotism and his horrible whoreface. Then the greatest thing is Jeffrey Caylor Rosen.

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