The Adventures of Linebow
Chapter 5: the Waters of the Tides
Upon a grassy knoll, lush with verdant green life, Linebow stood and faced the Horizen, briefly releasing a robust fart, healthy and vital, into the air. Once his nostril took in the putrid smell of horror, he died abruptly. At once he reincarnated into a Slab of Beef named Al Pacino. All of his life growing up (which took 5 minutes) he always had to say "no, not that Al Pachino."
Once he grew up, he suddenly tip-toed under a water, and stumbled upon another water, under the water. This other water hated him, he hated Al Pachino because the texture of his beefy hide was not to his expectaions. The two opponents glared at each other under the water across from the other water, smoldering eyes of anger like daggers.
"Who dares to face the wrath of my shit bitch," Water said, frothing at the mouth (since he is made of water, the froth was made of air)
"I fucking dare the fucking dare, you peice of shit flavored water," Al replied defiantly. Suddenly he moved his beef arm to the third degree, and abruptly went back in time, to before he reincarneted but after he died, and he negative reincarnated into a cheese whif.
But upon a wintery day under the coldest glare of the robot forces, his knee bent really weird and then I read chapter 47.
I mean that the story continues in chapter 47...sorry folks, but you will never know the end unless you get that fucking chapter, you hateful bitches.
Okay.
Chapter 6: the Reckoning
And then the Potat--
To be continued in chapter 23.
Upon a grassy knoll, lush with verdant green life, Linebow stood and faced the Horizen, briefly releasing a robust fart, healthy and vital, into the air. Once his nostril took in the putrid smell of horror, he died abruptly. At once he reincarnated into a Slab of Beef named Al Pacino. All of his life growing up (which took 5 minutes) he always had to say "no, not that Al Pachino."
Once he grew up, he suddenly tip-toed under a water, and stumbled upon another water, under the water. This other water hated him, he hated Al Pachino because the texture of his beefy hide was not to his expectaions. The two opponents glared at each other under the water across from the other water, smoldering eyes of anger like daggers.
"Who dares to face the wrath of my shit bitch," Water said, frothing at the mouth (since he is made of water, the froth was made of air)
"I fucking dare the fucking dare, you peice of shit flavored water," Al replied defiantly. Suddenly he moved his beef arm to the third degree, and abruptly went back in time, to before he reincarneted but after he died, and he negative reincarnated into a cheese whif.
But upon a wintery day under the coldest glare of the robot forces, his knee bent really weird and then I read chapter 47.
I mean that the story continues in chapter 47...sorry folks, but you will never know the end unless you get that fucking chapter, you hateful bitches.
Okay.
Chapter 6: the Reckoning
And then the Potat--
To be continued in chapter 23.