wow... I am totally losing track of the story behind this. we started with a gnome... then Noober showed up and entered a butt god temple, then we got the staff of chaos from elder scrolls, and from what I understand now the staff is singing, has a butt, and is aroused by tacos because of a vibrating chair (or maybe the butt is not from the staff. idk too confusing lol). this is a whole level of weird that I don't even know how to add onto... so I guess I'll just see how much weirder this gets and enjoy the story lol
Once a Gnome begins to speak to mad cows around dinner hour. "Behold!", he cries. "What a guy! He ate my partly severed eye." And I said "Give that back!" But he refused my little request. I had to drop the elephant. After everyone's dead find a cleric. Incoming Wild Surge! Have a ferret! Then kill it. With utmost joy. I hugged Roy. Down he went. Mine, I say! People are mean! Ferrets are EVIL!
Had a poo, found a jewel, poo covered jewel, gleaming ghastly red. Under the pillow he kept it.
What can change the nature of him being Groot in a nutshell without a nutcracker? Perhaps, change comes under the blanket protected from pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis. After Eyjafjallajökull's eruption everyone becomes supercalifragilisticexpialidocious after hippopotomonstrosesquipedalian floccinaucinihilipilification. This escalated quickly the gnome thought before he read this insane story.
"How about now," said Sir Noober, the village idiot as he followed the gnome into a temple of the Butt God, benevoltent lord of the village idiot and his wife, Maple Willow Aspen, keeper of the staff of chaos chesterfield. Soon the Staff Chesterfield began to smoke and softly sing songs while the butt sat in a vigorously vibrating armchair that aroused its passion for tacos to pleasurable hieghts and internal injuries.
"Enough!" cried an egoistical druid from within the butt end of the....
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Once a Gnome begins to speak to mad cows around dinner hour. "Behold!", he cries. "What a guy! He ate my partly severed eye." And I said "Give that back!" But he refused my little request. I had to drop the elephant. After everyone's dead find a cleric. Incoming Wild Surge! Have a ferret! Then kill it. With utmost joy. I hugged Roy. Down he went. Mine, I say! People are mean! Ferrets are EVIL!
Had a poo, found a jewel, poo covered jewel, gleaming ghastly red. Under the pillow he kept it.
What can change the nature of him being Groot in a nutshell without a nutcracker? Perhaps, change comes under the blanket protected from pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis. After Eyjafjallajökull's eruption everyone becomes supercalifragilisticexpialidocious after hippopotomonstrosesquipedalian floccinaucinihilipilification. This escalated quickly the gnome thought before he read this insane story.
"How about now," said Sir Noober, the village idiot as he followed the gnome into a temple of the Butt God, benevoltent lord of the village idiot and his wife, Maple Willow Aspen, keeper of the staff of chaos chesterfield. Soon the Staff Chesterfield began to smoke and softly sing songs while the butt sat in a vigorously vibrating armchair that aroused its passion for tacos to pleasurable hieghts and internal injuries.
"Enough!" cried an egoistical druid from within the butt end of the....