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Volume 30:

Queen Errr rolled through the muddy abyss the wrong way, causing chaos in Cyborgburg. Halfdan scrambled brains with tuning forks. Monseigneur Cockatrice stretched uncomfortably while yawning. "Find my taste clothes," the Little Red Saxon insisted. The Sea God Jace crucified every knight and slathered them, honoring the word of Consul Antony. "Some shellfish disturbs my appetite," Provolone said. Then the skies urethra opened. A mighty potato declared war on Queen Errr because of her smell, which butchered many nasal hairs. Naomi licked her wounds, caused by Monseigneur Cockatrice's rampant and agressive enforcer whom his Goddess couldn't betray. The fulfillment of the prophecy meant that he killed Kalvin Klein again. This was blasphemy, all right? But Halfdan thought not; he discovered that turning down casual offers for doing summersaults without pants caused immediate outrage. Therefore Cleopatra decided to send texts and selfies to her slave sluppier, so she would impress the sexy tyrant that wanted masturbatory release. This fluffy butt leaking butt-juice was trying to escape Azkaban on a tiny

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Volume 30:

Queen Errr rolled through the muddy abyss the wrong way, causing chaos in Cyborgburg. Halfdan scrambled brains with tuning forks. Monseigneur Cockatrice stretched uncomfortably while yawning. "Find my taste clothes," the Little Red Saxon insisted. The Sea God Jace crucified every knight and slathered them, honoring the word of Consul Antony. "Some shellfish disturbs my appetite," Provolone said. Then the skies urethra opened. A mighty potato declared war on Queen Errr because of her smell, which butchered many nasal hairs. Naomi licked her wounds, caused by Monseigneur Cockatrice's rampant and agressive enforcer whom his Goddess couldn't betray. The fulfillment of the prophecy meant that he killed Kalvin Klein again. This was blasphemy, all right? But Halfdan thought not; he discovered that turning down casual offers for doing summersaults without pants caused immediate outrage. Therefore Cleopatra decided to send texts and selfies to her slave sluppier, so she would impress the sexy tyrant that wanted masturbatory release. This fluffy butt leaking butt-juice was trying to escape Azkaban on a tiny digo wearing tiny Y-fronts. How suicidal, thought

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