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Word by Word Story - Volume 42


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Christ, there are a lot of these now.

I'm guessing you all know the drill by now, but anyway:

Welcome to the new thread of Word by Word Story. The idea is simple: You post one word, and together with other words it forms a story. Anyone can join in. You can't post twice in a row, and please attempt to use correct grammar and stuff. As cohesive as possible. The stories usually last about 400 words.

And here's the last one:

Volume 41:

Screams of amusement broke the sound barrier at Harrenhal, bringing jet planes from Luxembourg delivering exploding piranhas down prematurely. In Terry's paranoid mind, pocket monster escaped from and buttered bakery pies. This leads Terry to annihilation of every usurper that usurps Stannis' tenderloins. Without sauce, Stannis refused cuddling and tattooing. Medical marijuana was added to the menu of all training days breakfasts and improvements of the Night's Watch. Unusual things started twerking at midnight during anal probing. Proctologist's tubes started leaking roses, which perplexed Stannis, and thwarted Selyse. Following closely, gaseous clouds stalked Terry because he failed to view pornographic nuclear waste disposal factory workers. Burning books fueled her voodoo magic, which made rattlesnakes politely give directions undulating to the secret passage into Mordor. Meanwhile, the skies opened and something prehistoric rained down upon the temples of starfish. Back at Harrenhal, causing the piranhas unspeakable laughter, were smelly perfumes of direwolf origin. Each of the denizens posited reasons that baffled thoughtful maesters' gyrations, why do you ask? Terry's dementia medication was forgotten, leading him unfortunately to equivocate about the options available. Stealing artifacts of minor worth thrilled fans, while shocking the pope, who vowed sincerely, aggresively, and empathically that Nigel the Dragon would be willing to serve as his protégé. Unfortunately, the dragon was bored and refused the pope's gift of absolution for seducing unicorns of the last epoch. Reckless, stupid idiots surrounded the chasm of the innocent Octavian, while Nigel sweated bullets. He equidistantly, equivocarically and equipollently pole-vaulted over Samuel Tarley, causing ball-shriveling and other unpleasant side effects for genitalia. Crushed by gravity, in painfully obscure references, to radically repelled rapiers, radishes crushed and pureed and also sautéed. Then, while cosmic explosions exploded, plausibly explained by rattlesnake with precognition, explosions by turtles eradicated unknown horrors of the obvious damage only turtles could impose. Fluffiness killed cutely made panda bears. Meantime, Stannis ordered Melisandre to iron his enemies mercilessly. 'The pandas?' revolted because gremlins refused payment for decapitating goldfish and suplexing sad unicorn colonies. Hibernating inside doubloons was Shitmouth's only curse upon chihuahuas. The zombies finally genuflected honestly, admitting soufflés hypnotized orang-utans with their delicious twinkles, deliciously pirouetting amidst venomous hedgehogs. Suddenly, without warning the seductive strains of Mozart's 5th concerto invaded every corner of Uranus. Madness referendum ensued while Woody the Woodpecker underwent total vasectomy, unfortunately resulting in painful blisters. Tsunamis raged like drugged monkeys dancing naked while chanting "unicorn, unicorn..." Unicorns copyrighted photos. Illegally obtained torrentine flowed without regard for environmental regulations and lemongate. Very shiny silver shined like moonbeams on ecstacy, rejoicing sassy burns lemoncake, because inability to break wind hobbled massive gas eruptions from the equator. The equatorians soiled Stannis' moist potatoes, sending gravy joyfully cascading down upon the smallfolk. Not surprisingly, chaos ensued.

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