In 1944 I went on a journey to

Dublin to make my fortune.

Or was

it Munich?

I can barely remember because

SpongeBob: A stove is a stove, no matter where you go.
Mr. Krabs: A patty is a patty, that's what I say.
SpongeBob: A grill is a grill, this is surely so...
Mr. Krabs: And fries should be fries either way!
SpongeBob: But this grill is not a home, this is not the stove I know...
Mr. Krabs: I would trade it all away if you'd come back to stay...
Mr. Krabs and SpongeBob: This kitchen's not the same without you!
Mr. Krabs: It's just a greasy spoon,
SpongeBob: Just a greasy spoon,
Mr. Krabs and SpongeBob: Without you...

SpongeBob: A stove is a stove, no matter where you go.
Mr. Krabs: A patty is a patty, that's what I say.
SpongeBob: A grill is a grill, this is surely so...
Mr. Krabs: And fries should be fries either way!
SpongeBob: But this grill is not a home, this is not the stove I know...
Mr. Krabs: I would trade it all away if you'd come back to stay...
Mr. Krabs and SpongeBob: This kitchen's not the same without you!
Mr. Krabs: It's just a greasy spoon,
SpongeBob: Just a greasy spoon,
Mr. Krabs and SpongeBob: Without you...

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>>7
Hey fuck you those aren't

half-sentences.

Anyway, in 1944 I was

trying to make a fortune in some place.

However, the

fucking jews stole all my maps.

So I used my intuition to

sniff out the nearest bank.

It was a snowbank, and

a lot of other things.

For example,

there was an actual real bank hidden under the snow.

So there I was, in a back alley, just cruising

like a villain.

Waiting for my

brother's wife and her famous spaghetti

to stop fucking, jesus christ!

Will you stop

the music?

Where were you when

we were young

? I was, in fact, in the middle of

posting in a shitty thread.

A thread so shitty,

I shat myself!

Having collected the shit that ran down my legs,

I decided to collect Fidget Spinners next.

he was selling lots of super awesome Fidget Spinners!!!!!

So I asked the man,

you farted, didnt you

He looked at me with a look of utter

beeness.

Taking time to gather my thoughts, I decided to respond by

MAKING A BITCH CUM LIKE AAAOOOAAAOOO

And then I reached for his Fidget Spinners

with a raging erection

pushing against the hours spent on internet

pushing against the hours of my life spent on the internet

i nutted,

This is half

of a sentence.

This is another half

of an orange, which was once lambasted by Grandma Balibulu Fealtrix, who had previously invented the solar battery dibulon, which is a machine that looks like a serval, who is a cute anime girl from a show from the recent season, which likely did not include any shows about Anti-Cosmic Satanism, which often draws upon Gnostic and Cabbalistic influence, while Matthew Edward Ethelred Dzingel-Byouba Kpekou dances the conga to the effervescent swooning of the bagpipe, and DouchebagChocolat finally begins to make videos regularly again, but also screams "France in my pants!"

In

Soviet Russia, thread contributes to you.

My

cat swallowed all of my Fidget Spinners.

Pants

had not yet been invented in this universe.

Are

you gay?

How could you

possibly know?

Well, I asked God, and he said

minecraft gaming?

So I said to him, what

do you think about my brown bricks.

That shit shack is

gay my dude

Those words were uttered by

Sonic as he shoved a mouth full of my brothers wifes famous spaghetti in his pie-hole.

My brothers wife makes spaghetti with

mashed lima beans instead of cheese.

In my

pumblenuts.

And it sounds kind of gross, but

you like gross things, don't you?

God has abandoned us, no?

I hope not,

but I think I have diarrhea and

I feel way better now.

In this thread we're supposed to

write a story half a sentence per post.

But that is impossible because

..." I trailed off, rethinking my nonsensical words.