It was a dark and stormy night,

that familiarity breeds contempt, and I've always

yearned for the sweet release of death.

I pick up a gun, point it

at my balls, and pull the trigger

. You know what word rhymes with trigger?

That's right: snigger. Which reminds me, once

you pop, you won't stop. That's guaranteed.

sex with negores

isn't enough to complete seven words, dumbass!

People on /dqn/ can't handle different opinions.

" Said the deficient channer with heavy complexes.

But I didn´t hear him because I

am smarter and with more sophisticated opinions.

I am also very close to being deaf.

That was thanks to my involvement in

the Royal Artillery, in the Great War.

But I can hear the desperate screams

even when I take a shit. Oh

man, were those fun times, my dude

! What I'm trying to say here is

that you, >>1, should stick with the

daily special. I forgot what it was

but I think it involved fried fish.

It is vital that you know this:

The industrial revolution and its consequences have

been a disaster for the human race.

Avery Morrow: The Sacred Science Of Japan

is a book no one will read

. We must secure the existence of our

hairlines and the swift destruction of all

without being inspired by the author's intelligence.

wow somebody posted twice before me ( >>831 )

I always assume that I'm alone here.

To do this, you must write the

longest sentence in the world, and learn

to refresh the page before posting, otherwise

and produce an incomprehensible string of phrases

which isn't necessarily bad but nevertheless it's

certainly unsightly, much like the time I

got kicked so hard I sneezed cum

onto my gay lover's throbbing, aids-ridden penis.

Suddenly, I was attacked by a bee

. There were no survivors.

Meanwhile, in Timbuktu,

a team of experts has discovered a

pretty efficient way to split cakes into

cake-eating insects to produce technology that

makes cakes for the cake-eating insects.

What I'm trying to say is that

I tote guns, I make number runs

And I have Autism like my dad

, gaw gaw gaw gaw gaw noot gaw

, if you know what I mean. But

you wouldn't understand, and you know why?

Потому что мне нравится вкус заплесневелого хлеба

Then Goku took a HUGE bong rip

he got so high it was further

down south by the pond, five men

started to charge up their anime attacks

and the attacks came from their penises

that shot out of their uncut penises

when they ran out of penises, they

said "blow it out your ass!" and

many asses were blown that day indeed.

But who were they shooting at, huh?

They were shooting at Snake? Snake! SNAAAAAAAKE!!

This caused a time paradox, and now

you must let the legend come back

, >>1, into our corrupted hearts, where he

dies

That was not even seven words, man!

complains the gay, but worry not, for

his dick is shorter than an ant

and must now give us six extra

anal poundings. (For we, too, are gay.)

The post was destroyed by the magic

of our friendship. No one will stop

Mr. Domino. Even Goku can't. Spoilers!

"Fuck

the police comin straight from the underground,"

became the battle cry of the emerging

urban middle class in post war Asia.

And then I took a huge shit.

Soon, I was arrested for shitting on

the local bronze statue of Donald Trump,

, bless the king of gets for he

say to us "yukkuri SHITeitte ne" child

of creation, blessings be to your magnanimous

hi

said jevin. He was new to the

whole counting thing, thus his words never

I fucked your mother.

Jevin was shaken. "My mother is dead"

"How do you think she died?" I

grabbed a gallon of bleach and drank

, it was alright, I guess. Then a

delightful fruity aftertaste filled my mouth. I