It was a cold winter day and the wind got up my nerves chilling me to a hellish temperature; blew up did the volcano that was hot with lava, and burst out like a fountain killing the people in an instant. Without being warned about things happening, still, no fear was present in my girlfriend that was happy that she had a nice new handbag. Filled with cookies and lipsticks. (with extra cyanide content along with acidified sulphur.) She took a diarrhoea tablet and swallowed it. But it didn't kill her so she stabbed herself, repeatedly, until she got bored with herself screaming in a high octave. So she went berserk in the bathroom and decided to eat a banana with chocolate and cream, but she forgot to share it with the little leprechaun living under the dirty toilet. A hidden compartment never found because of the overpowering desire to eat a chocolate fudge. But instead he curled up into a ball and started crying. The tears flooded the whole town so villagers had to swim to the shark and got eaten with chilli sauce.

Then the shark committed suicide and burst out laughing at the teddy which was crying on his shoulder, eating a chocolate called "Galaxy". It melted into a large lava ball and rolled down his chin, slowly, until it reached the toes. The deep sea had humongous waves that reached land sinking many ships into the sand which was cursed and blessed by the "sneezing god of raging love" who was busy shouting at the small little dude who was in his kitchen cooking small little sausages, which were burnt and very crispy, yet very tasty. Bangers and mash and some pankakes with some sauce dripping on the bald man's head. The bald man ran in circles and shouted HULLABALOOZA when he saw a big black dog whimpering for food, drool dripping mouth, and died afterwards.

Luckily there was a monumental mason who made brick walls. The mason meanwhile, was busy crafting an evil pinocchio with 4 missing fingers and a head as big as a pumpkin filled with nothing except for hot chocolate sauce. (Which a raccoon indulged for a big trashcan.) The cute little chicken was afraid of nothing. His bravery was non-existent, but then again run to hide at the urinal to pee. Then washed his hands with more gunk. A cold day in Siberia where the bonfire was being made to maintain the warmth of love.

warmth of love.

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I did some minor grammatical editing and added punctuation to make the story a bit more readable. Looks good this far. I wish I had noticed foempspeedy had written a summary already when I was at page 6. Lol. Fun anyhow.

weather has changed

and then it.....

the vomit someone