question Ok before I post, I must explain the game. The game is that you start a story, then pass it on to someone else who finishes it. After that person writes, he covers the section that the person before him wrote, and passes it on so that the next person only sees what the person before him wrote? Get it, got it, good. On with the show. (Different writers are indicated using different colors. I actually started this one.
There once was a turquoise communist stapler named Richard Nixon. One day Richard, or d**k as he was called, was skipping through the firey flames of hell. There he stumbles upon Satan, or d**k Cheyney, as he was called.
(Written by an a*****e, don't worry, I screamed at him later.) Satan may have been called D.C but he against all odds had the face of Jon Stewart. To the next hour ridiculed the crap out of Nixon and slapped him around for a few, then brutally butt-raped him.
(Unknows artist) Then a pork chop came to save the day and said his obtained moto, "I am here to save the day, and I look FABULOUS!" then everyone started to laugh at it and then it started to cry.
(Unknown Artist) Then a George Forman grill fell out of the sky. "Hey it's George Froman's grill! Too bad we don't have any meat..." Someone said. The pork chop stopped crying. "I can save the day! I'll-" He was chut off by someone grabbing the prokchop and throwing it on the grill.
(Written by PyroAura) The porkchop screamed in blissful pain upon the grill. A random person looked as if he wanted to vomit. "Is that really safe to eat...?" The pork chop continued to scream.
Well, that's it. I think it's pretty freakin funny.
Screaming Lord Byron · Mon Sep 03, 2007 @ 07:25pm · 1 Comments |