random
Bored?, is it late at night?, nothing to do?, can't sleep?, i have the solution annoy your friends!!!!!, i just went round Bebo posting the most random load of bull shit i could come up with.......this is here because i want a copy of this stuff :P
THE SPLIT TALES OF ETHEN!!!:
1)The other day at Crawl-Home-Drunk-Oclock, Ethen investigated the mystery of..the mystery. He had misplaced his left had and was in a perilous search to uncover the evil bastard...who owned him money (and how). The trail was cold but Ethen is certain the Ted the penguin will help, ALAS! he had not forseen the obsticle of the terriorist group force toast, who had recently been subjet to a hardy gang war with rival fudge packers. Thus machine guns and jam.
His cheating slut of a left hand (and its digits) was surley a lost cause. Retiring to the fact Ethen quit early and went swimming.
Contently muching on a chocolate life sized arm he pondered his next move..which bar should be hit?, test results can back inconclusive and he was forced to steal a bottle of rum from a hobo. ADVENTURES!!!, because rum means pirates and pirates mean sea, and sea means pirates and pirates mean rum. Stuck in this neverending loop Ethen went swimming...with rum, and a hat. All in a hard (confusing)days work
2)THE ADVENTURES CONTINUE!! The loop was broken lack of rum destroyed the delicate cycle, washing was in order, through the mountains Ethen manuvered with his weed wacker on a stick. The holy relic was in sight. Oh happy day!!. Short attention span kicked into his brain, a new tumour friend. Now of to party over the fun rainbow, Ethen and the tumour, affectionatly named Gerry journeyed through the scarced lands with the protection of the stake firing missile gun (great protection against lepasy) which was aquired from the giant puddle of muddy goo and other nasty stuffs, snorkles had been required.
One must not forget however that the gun fires electrically..BRING YOUR EXTENSION CORD!!!!
Unless your a zombie, Gerry argues he can not hold a large calaba weapon, shot him!
Ethen upon the discovery that the leathal head shot he gave Gerry rejoiced upon his good aim and his aquirment of his spiffy new weapon. An expedition back to muddy yucky goo puddle must be arranged, profit would insure!
3)Lit up all like a winter-mass-ness tree and such (with a ceptor) Ethen realised the folly to his plan...MUD WOULD JAM THE STAKES!!!, faced with this simple obsticle the project was forgoten for a individual not suffering from retardation. Odds were high the guns would never find a new home.
Ethen desided to try for the consumption of a smart juice, unable to choose between coffee awakeness and beer happyness a clever invention was created and tested. But that was okay as Ted the pengui had the Detox clinic on speed dial- already on there way even. But Ethen escaped there attempted capture with a daring flight; through a 8 story window, no pigions were harmed during the pain.....several cats....lol
High on life and beercoffeesoda....mainly the later, pursuit of the affections of the solitary and reclusion lamppost were undertaken, alone and rejected Ethen cut down his love with a modifyed chainsaw (glow in the dark shinyness). It was okay though as many inocent bystanders were injured.
4)Ethen and the pole found common ground through their murder charges and ran away to muddy puddle for a daring second attempt, it failed
I shall be performing advanced property redistribution technique, were after if i do not like physical state transferal procedure shall be employed for my own amusement. Comply or i will be forced to perform vexing persons removal tactic on your body.....and possible those of your family and friends......don't worth nobody's advanced intterigation methods will succeed in the disclosure of my secrets.....and all shall be well in the world (aka steal, burn, murder, torture)
This is a little something i belive you need to hear that will deffinatly alter your life course and such.........YOUR CHHIIILLLDRENN!!!!, WIIIILLLL NUUMMMBER THHHEEEE SSSSSSTTTTTAAARRRSSSSSSS
SS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
When trying to light a fishy on fire under water always remember to focus your inner gallblader; thus to harness the power of the rotten monkeys. You must not forget on your path to greatness that fun equals pizza explosions, with extra cheese and elk on your side order of light bulb.
The dwarf says 'gender-neteral pronouns', remember and cherish.
Scientists have discovered the disturbing discovery that 9 out of 10 shoes are numb, this brings about the equally disturbing question.
Does coffee bleed?
If this is found true me must face the alarming truth, that life is but a giant cake mold, and we have been fooled; our gooey chocolate centers have been replaced by the mere raisens of society scub...and raisens......with mountains of cabbage.
Remember the egg is the elderly person and your hand is that of justice!
Understand this and you can save lives.
I recommend filling soccer balls with Napalm...
Napalm= Natures toothpaste
THE SPLIT TALES OF ETHEN!!!:
1)The other day at Crawl-Home-Drunk-Oclock, Ethen investigated the mystery of..the mystery. He had misplaced his left had and was in a perilous search to uncover the evil bastard...who owned him money (and how). The trail was cold but Ethen is certain the Ted the penguin will help, ALAS! he had not forseen the obsticle of the terriorist group force toast, who had recently been subjet to a hardy gang war with rival fudge packers. Thus machine guns and jam.
His cheating slut of a left hand (and its digits) was surley a lost cause. Retiring to the fact Ethen quit early and went swimming.
Contently muching on a chocolate life sized arm he pondered his next move..which bar should be hit?, test results can back inconclusive and he was forced to steal a bottle of rum from a hobo. ADVENTURES!!!, because rum means pirates and pirates mean sea, and sea means pirates and pirates mean rum. Stuck in this neverending loop Ethen went swimming...with rum, and a hat. All in a hard (confusing)days work
2)THE ADVENTURES CONTINUE!! The loop was broken lack of rum destroyed the delicate cycle, washing was in order, through the mountains Ethen manuvered with his weed wacker on a stick. The holy relic was in sight. Oh happy day!!. Short attention span kicked into his brain, a new tumour friend. Now of to party over the fun rainbow, Ethen and the tumour, affectionatly named Gerry journeyed through the scarced lands with the protection of the stake firing missile gun (great protection against lepasy) which was aquired from the giant puddle of muddy goo and other nasty stuffs, snorkles had been required.
One must not forget however that the gun fires electrically..BRING YOUR EXTENSION CORD!!!!
Unless your a zombie, Gerry argues he can not hold a large calaba weapon, shot him!
Ethen upon the discovery that the leathal head shot he gave Gerry rejoiced upon his good aim and his aquirment of his spiffy new weapon. An expedition back to muddy yucky goo puddle must be arranged, profit would insure!
3)Lit up all like a winter-mass-ness tree and such (with a ceptor) Ethen realised the folly to his plan...MUD WOULD JAM THE STAKES!!!, faced with this simple obsticle the project was forgoten for a individual not suffering from retardation. Odds were high the guns would never find a new home.
Ethen desided to try for the consumption of a smart juice, unable to choose between coffee awakeness and beer happyness a clever invention was created and tested. But that was okay as Ted the pengui had the Detox clinic on speed dial- already on there way even. But Ethen escaped there attempted capture with a daring flight; through a 8 story window, no pigions were harmed during the pain.....several cats....lol
High on life and beercoffeesoda....mainly the later, pursuit of the affections of the solitary and reclusion lamppost were undertaken, alone and rejected Ethen cut down his love with a modifyed chainsaw (glow in the dark shinyness). It was okay though as many inocent bystanders were injured.
4)Ethen and the pole found common ground through their murder charges and ran away to muddy puddle for a daring second attempt, it failed
I shall be performing advanced property redistribution technique, were after if i do not like physical state transferal procedure shall be employed for my own amusement. Comply or i will be forced to perform vexing persons removal tactic on your body.....and possible those of your family and friends......don't worth nobody's advanced intterigation methods will succeed in the disclosure of my secrets.....and all shall be well in the world (aka steal, burn, murder, torture)
This is a little something i belive you need to hear that will deffinatly alter your life course and such.........YOUR CHHIIILLLDRENN!!!!, WIIIILLLL NUUMMMBER THHHEEEE SSSSSSTTTTTAAARRRSSSSSSS
SS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
When trying to light a fishy on fire under water always remember to focus your inner gallblader; thus to harness the power of the rotten monkeys. You must not forget on your path to greatness that fun equals pizza explosions, with extra cheese and elk on your side order of light bulb.
The dwarf says 'gender-neteral pronouns', remember and cherish.
Scientists have discovered the disturbing discovery that 9 out of 10 shoes are numb, this brings about the equally disturbing question.
Does coffee bleed?
If this is found true me must face the alarming truth, that life is but a giant cake mold, and we have been fooled; our gooey chocolate centers have been replaced by the mere raisens of society scub...and raisens......with mountains of cabbage.
Remember the egg is the elderly person and your hand is that of justice!
Understand this and you can save lives.
I recommend filling soccer balls with Napalm...
Napalm= Natures toothpaste