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[Lulu_Jane]

disturbing, glorious, awkward.

[Tervez]

Todays theme:
Disgusting words!
Dripping, fleshy, spongy.

[Morrin]

One more! :brain:

[Mighty Midget]

wobbly

[Morrin]

Once upon a time, there was this lazy hill, where super-duper man lived in his fabulous house.
The man loved his extraordinaire house, but the insane hill - as he thinked - was too high for his dangerous old feet. So it came to pass, that the old man had to make a flammable plan that would move the house downhill, to the rational valley.

Old man had no docile money in his pockets, so he could not hire extinguished muscles or throughly screwed machinery. He had to figure out how to move the house without anyones help unless someone would voluntarily do it.
One day however, a flamboyant stranger passing by the valley heard that some sexy old man wanted help with his house. This wandering stranger was very friendly and helping personality, so he decided to climb to the house.
Wanderer thinked "how in earth so chique old man could have walked this steep hill every day? He must be very healthy or goofy".
Finally the wanderer came to the house wich in his eyes looked not-so-bright. He approached the clickey-clackety door and knocked with gutsy manner.

"Who in smokey earth is there?" asked the old man.
"It's me, the jazzy wanderer. I have come to help you oh outrageous man" answered the wanderer.
"Really? But that is so kind of you!" happy old man said.

The old man opened the door wich made an brutal sound. Old man was suprised how different the wanderer looked like compared to the violent voice he had. In old man's eyes the wonderer looked like he was shocked.

"But please, come in" said the old man.
"Thank you. I think I have an solution to your revolting problem" said the wanderer and came in to the house.
"Wonderful wonderful, what do you have in mind?" asked the old man with his eyes brightening up.
"I think we could put a lot of this oblique olive oil under you house, and then try to push the punctilious house down the hill to the diaphanous valley" suggested the wanderer.
"But that is trans-dimentionally genious!" shouted the old man in joy.

Then the men came out to from the house, took the discusting olive oil bottles and lubricated the house. After doing that, they only needed just annoyng little push to make the house move downhill.

"It works, quickly, get in!" shouted the wanderer and grabbed the braking old man in his arms.

The house speeded down the hill with borked speed, making all of the disturbing interiors fly around inside the house. Finally the house stopped and the glorious men came out.

"It worked! The house is at the awkward part of the valley where I planned it to be in the first place! Thank you!" Shouted the old man happily.
"Here, have a mustard for reward, you earn it!" said the old man and gave a dripping mustard tube to the wanderer.
"Thanks oldie, see you later. Got to go, bye" the wanderer said.

And that is our fleshy story this time. The old man lived his spongy life happily for two more weeks until wobbly hurricane tore the house down!

Da-da-dats all folks!

[_r.u.s.s.]

He approached the clickey-clackety door and knocked with gutsy manner[/b]

LOL

and the whole story is great as well

[Lulu_Jane]

I like the Jazzy Wanderer LOL

It makes me imagine Charlie Parker as a hobo...

[Morrin]

Could someone another adjective story?

[_r.u.s.s.]

him *points at mighty midget and quickly runs in a shadow*

btw where was our viagra?

[dosraider]

LMAO.
:cool:
Great story, congrats.

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btw where was our viagra? [/b]

Probably a good idea he had omitting that viagra.(Ã*nd that whole exchange of posts afterwards .....)