I see what you did there, but I'm going to include numbers as words in the three word limit, link omited from story...
The story so far... After 2 days...
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....temple complex. "Release the Kraken!" And A tentacled beast rustled his jimmies towards Noober to capture his essence. "I have a bad feeling," said the walking tree.
"Have a !" exclaimed the butcher, as he spat on the . "No thanks!" said the gnome, whom had a turnip filled with whiskey. "I will go first, and you will go... third in the leaderboard of silly people. For Ao was the most illusive voyeur in town.
A clown wept tears of joy which only burned old Neb's corpse into tiny ashes. For the glory of battle joined and hair folicals!
"Elminster is bald?" "Like your face. Where's the Kracken?" said Sailor Sue, before she dealt five card stud with a mortar. "mortar?" I barely ran the faucet before I folded! Placing my head up someone's giant Carrion Crawler. It kissed me with envious flexibility. So I ate it.
It tasted like chicken, which reminds us you shouldn't have eaten the cauliflower. Only organically grown cauliflower should be passed...
Away from this most holy broccoli, the purple headed...
This took ages and I have work to do! Awards to be awarded on odd days only! Sorry!
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The story so far... After 2 days...
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....temple complex. "Release the Kraken!" And A tentacled beast rustled his jimmies towards Noober to capture his essence. "I have a bad feeling," said the walking tree.
"Have a
A clown wept tears of joy which only burned old Neb's corpse into tiny ashes. For the glory of battle joined and hair folicals!
"Elminster is bald?"
"Like your face. Where's the Kracken?" said Sailor Sue, before she dealt five card stud with a mortar.
"mortar?" I barely ran the faucet before I folded! Placing my head up someone's giant Carrion Crawler. It kissed me with envious flexibility. So I ate it.
It tasted like chicken, which reminds us you shouldn't have eaten the cauliflower. Only organically grown cauliflower should be passed...
Away from this most holy broccoli, the purple headed...