3 Word Story Time (Again!)

Once upon a three-legged stool, stool, stool, stool, of scratched discs, everyone ate pizza. Except DragonBoots, 'cause he's not the stool, stool, stool, that everyone believed... uh.. nevermind. The stool, stool, stool, on a stool, with stool softener, with pizza toppings had nightmarish nightmares about floppy disks. Floppy drives, actually. Green floppy drives. Anyways, preach electric banjos the divine microphone stand. "Peter, piper pickled pepper IS A FOOL for refining..... pickles?" said someone who clearly knew better. Just for giggles, the cavemen laughed. Nerve gas was highly addictive, but Hitler got bored and passionately decided to get shot. That is when Karlos remembered that he had stolen catgirls, so he hid in a smelly, dirty, cabinet where he would eat pasta. Apocalyptic STOOLS! STOOLS! STOOLS! Epic fail, Lace. Ow. STOOL! STOOL! What´s that? It´s Satan's STOOL who... wait, stools aren't nonexistent. The stool was made by another stool. PARADOX! PARADOX, PARAXDOX! Actually...Pair of Docs. Their names were The Doctor, Mario, STOOL who... wait, that's three doctors... Someone can't count DO A BARREL stool. PARADOX! PARADOX, PARAXDOX! Actually...Dinner murdered the KING, NOT THE STOOL. Karlos, in his giant fortress of e doctors... Someone else got laid by mai boi, instead of bombs. Zero dollars are worth it. IN AMERICA. Just don't ever do your mom HE STOOL TEH STOOL! STOOL!! STOOL!!! Enough fucking stools. No. MORE STOOLS!! Em, Lace eat

and you can blame me for sabotage btw.

 

STOOLS

Once upon a three-legged stool, stool, stool, stool, of scratched discs, everyone ate pizza. Except DragonBoots, 'cause he's not the stool, stool, stool, that everyone believed... uh.. nevermind. The stool, stool, stool, on a stool, with stool softener, with pizza toppings had nightmarish nightmares about floppy disks. Floppy drives, actually. Green floppy drives. Anyways, preach electric banjos the divine microphone stand. "Peter, piper pickled pepper IS A FOOL for refining..... pickles?" said someone who clearly knew better. Just for giggles, the cavemen laughed. Nerve gas was highly addictive, but Hitler got bored and passionately decided to get shot. That is when Karlos remembered that he had stolen catgirls, so he hid in a smelly, dirty, cabinet where he would eat pasta. Apocalyptic STOOLS! STOOLS! STOOLS! Epic fail, Lace. Ow. STOOL! STOOL! What´s that? It´s Satan's STOOL who... wait, stools aren't nonexistent. The stool was made by another stool. PARADOX! PARADOX, PARAXDOX! Actually...Pair of Docs. Their names were The Doctor, Mario, STOOL who... wait, that's three doctors... Someone can't count DO A BARREL stool. PARADOX! PARADOX, PARAXDOX! Actually...Dinner murdered the KING, NOT THE STOOL. Karlos, in his giant fortress of e doctors... Someone else got laid by mai boi, instead of bombs. Zero dollars are worth it. IN AMERICA. Just don't ever do your mom HE STOOL TEH STOOL! STOOL!! STOOL!!! Enough fucking stools. No. MORE STOOLS!! Em, Lace eat more stools! Yum.

{Ah, but wasn't I the one to say Stool, at the very beginning? =D}

 

Once upon a three-legged stool, stool, stool, stool, of scratched discs, everyone ate pizza. Except DragonBoots, 'cause he's not the stool, stool, stool, that everyone believed... uh.. nevermind. The stool, stool, stool, on a stool, with stool softener, with pizza toppings had nightmarish nightmares about floppy disks. Floppy drives, actually. Green floppy drives. Anyways, preach electric banjos the divine microphone stand. "Peter, piper pickled pepper IS A FOOL for refining..... pickles?" said someone who clearly knew better. Just for giggles, the cavemen laughed. Nerve gas was highly addictive, but Hitler got bored and passionately decided to get shot. That is when Karlos remembered that he had stolen catgirls, so he hid in a smelly, dirty, cabinet where he would eat pasta. Apocalyptic STOOLS! STOOLS! STOOLS! Epic fail, Lace. Ow. STOOL! STOOL! What´s that? It´s Satan's STOOL who... wait, stools aren't nonexistent. The stool was made by another stool. PARADOX! PARADOX, PARAXDOX! Actually...Pair of Docs. Their names were The Doctor, Mario, STOOL who... wait, that's three doctors... Someone can't count DO A BARREL stool. PARADOX! PARADOX, PARAXDOX! Actually...Dinner murdered the KING, NOT THE STOOL. Karlos, in his giant fortress of e doctors... Someone else got laid by mai boi, instead of bombs. Zero dollars are worth it. IN AMERICA. Just don't ever do your mom HE STOOL TEH STOOL! STOOL!! STOOL!!! Enough fucking stools. No. MORE STOOLS!! Em, Lace eat more stools! Yum. Yum. Autopilot. Yum.

Ah, but wasn't I the one to post stool 15 times after that?

 

Perhaps

Once upon a three-legged stool, stool, stool, stool, of scratched discs, everyone ate pizza. Except DragonBoots, 'cause he's not the stool, stool, stool, that everyone believed... uh.. nevermind. The stool, stool, stool, on a stool, with stool softener, with pizza toppings had nightmarish nightmares about floppy disks. Floppy drives, actually. Green floppy drives. Anyways, preach electric banjos the divine microphone stand. "Peter, piper pickled pepper IS A FOOL for refining..... pickles?" said someone who clearly knew better. Just for giggles, the cavemen laughed. Nerve gas was highly addictive, but Hitler got bored and passionately decided to get shot. That is when Karlos remembered that he had stolen catgirls, so he hid in a smelly, dirty, cabinet where he would eat pasta. Apocalyptic STOOLS! STOOLS! STOOLS! Epic fail, Lace. Ow. STOOL! STOOL! What´s that? It´s Satan's STOOL who... wait, stools aren't nonexistent. The stool was made by another stool. PARADOX! PARADOX, PARAXDOX! Actually...Pair of Docs. Their names were The Doctor, Mario, STOOL who... wait, that's three doctors... Someone can't count DO A BARREL stool. PARADOX! PARADOX, PARAXDOX! Actually...Dinner murdered the KING, NOT THE STOOL. Karlos, in his giant fortress of e doctors... Someone else got laid by mai boi, instead of bombs. Zero dollars are worth it. IN AMERICA. Just don't ever do your mom HE STOOL TEH STOOL! STOOL!! STOOL!!! Enough fucking stools. No. MORE STOOLS!! Em, Lace eat more stools! Yum. Yum. Autopilot. Yum. No wait, that's

{Perhaps. 50/50? }

 

Once upon a three-legged stool, stool, stool, stool, of scratched discs, everyone ate pizza. Except DragonBoots, 'cause he's not the stool, stool, stool, that everyone believed... uh.. nevermind. The stool, stool, stool, on a stool, with stool softener, with pizza toppings had nightmarish nightmares about floppy disks. Floppy drives, actually. Green floppy drives. Anyways, preach electric banjos the divine microphone stand. "Peter, piper pickled pepper IS A FOOL for refining..... pickles?" said someone who clearly knew better. Just for giggles, the cavemen laughed. Nerve gas was highly addictive, but Hitler got bored and passionately decided to get shot. That is when Karlos remembered that he had stolen catgirls, so he hid in a smelly, dirty, cabinet where he would eat pasta. Apocalyptic STOOLS! STOOLS! STOOLS! Epic fail, Lace. Ow. STOOL! STOOL! What´s that? It´s Satan's STOOL who... wait, stools aren't nonexistent. The stool was made by another stool. PARADOX! PARADOX, PARAXDOX! Actually...Pair of Docs. Their names were The Doctor, Mario, STOOL who... wait, that's three doctors... Someone can't count DO A BARREL stool. PARADOX! PARADOX, PARAXDOX! Actually...Dinner murdered the KING, NOT THE STOOL. Karlos, in his giant fortress of e doctors... Someone else got laid by mai boi, instead of bombs. Zero dollars are worth it. IN AMERICA. Just don't ever do your mom HE STOOL TEH STOOL! STOOL!! STOOL!!! Enough fucking stools. No. MORE STOOLS!! Em, Lace eat more stools! Yum. Yum. Autopilot. Yum. No wait, that's perhaps. 50/50. Smiley.

Heh, win

 

Once upon a three-legged stool, stool, stool, stool, of scratched discs, everyone ate pizza. Except DragonBoots, 'cause he's not the stool, stool, stool, that everyone believed... uh.. nevermind. The stool, stool, stool, on a stool, with stool softener, with pizza toppings had nightmarish nightmares about floppy disks. Floppy drives, actually. Green floppy drives. Anyways, preach electric banjos the divine microphone stand. "Peter, piper pickled pepper IS A FOOL for refining..... pickles?" said someone who clearly knew better. Just for giggles, the cavemen laughed. Nerve gas was highly addictive, but Hitler got bored and passionately decided to get shot. That is when Karlos remembered that he had stolen catgirls, so he hid in a smelly, dirty, cabinet where he would eat pasta. Apocalyptic STOOLS! STOOLS! STOOLS! Epic fail, Lace. Ow. STOOL! STOOL! What´s that? It´s Satan's STOOL who... wait, stools aren't nonexistent. The stool was made by another stool. PARADOX! PARADOX, PARAXDOX! Actually...Pair of Docs. Their names were The Doctor, Mario, STOOL who... wait, that's three doctors... Someone can't count DO A BARREL stool. PARADOX! PARADOX, PARAXDOX! Actually...Dinner murdered the KING, NOT THE STOOL. Karlos, in his giant fortress of e doctors... Someone else got laid by mai boi, instead of bombs. Zero dollars are worth it. IN AMERICA. Just don't ever do your mom HE STOOL TEH STOOL! STOOL!! STOOL!!! Enough fucking stools. No. MORE STOOLS!! Em, Lace eat more stools! Yum. Yum. Autopilot. Yum. No wait, that's perhaps. 50/50. Smiley. This chapter is

 

Once upon a three-legged stool, stool, stool, stool, of scratched discs, everyone ate pizza. Except DragonBoots, 'cause he's not the stool, stool, stool, that everyone believed... uh.. nevermind. The stool, stool, stool, on a stool, with stool softener, with pizza toppings had nightmarish nightmares about floppy disks. Floppy drives, actually. Green floppy drives. Anyways, preach electric banjos the divine microphone stand. "Peter, piper pickled pepper IS A FOOL for refining..... pickles?" said someone who clearly knew better. Just for giggles, the cavemen laughed. Nerve gas was highly addictive, but Hitler got bored and passionately decided to get shot. That is when Karlos remembered that he had stolen catgirls, so he hid in a smelly, dirty, cabinet where he would eat pasta. Apocalyptic STOOLS! STOOLS! STOOLS! Epic fail, Lace. Ow. STOOL! STOOL! What´s that? It´s Satan's STOOL who... wait, stools aren't nonexistent. The stool was made by another stool. PARADOX! PARADOX, PARAXDOX! Actually...Pair of Docs. Their names were The Doctor, Mario, STOOL who... wait, that's three doctors... Someone can't count DO A BARREL stool. PARADOX! PARADOX, PARAXDOX! Actually...Dinner murdered the KING, NOT THE STOOL. Karlos, in his giant fortress of e doctors... Someone else got laid by mai boi, instead of bombs. Zero dollars are worth it. IN AMERICA. Just don't ever do your mom HE STOOL TEH STOOL! STOOL!! STOOL!!! Enough fucking stools. No. MORE STOOLS!! Em, Lace eat more stools! Yum. Yum. Autopilot. Yum. No wait, that's perhaps. 50/50. Smiley. This chapter is the one where

 

Once upon a three-legged stool, stool, stool, stool, of scratched discs, everyone ate pizza. Except DragonBoots, 'cause he's not the stool, stool, stool, that everyone believed... uh.. nevermind. The stool, stool, stool, on a stool, with stool softener, with pizza toppings had nightmarish nightmares about floppy disks. Floppy drives, actually. Green floppy drives. Anyways, preach electric banjos the divine microphone stand. "Peter, piper pickled pepper IS A FOOL for refining..... pickles?" said someone who clearly knew better. Just for giggles, the cavemen laughed. Nerve gas was highly addictive, but Hitler got bored and passionately decided to get shot. That is when Karlos remembered that he had stolen catgirls, so he hid in a smelly, dirty, cabinet where he would eat pasta. Apocalyptic STOOLS! STOOLS! STOOLS! Epic fail, Lace. Ow. STOOL! STOOL! What´s that? It´s Satan's STOOL who... wait, stools aren't nonexistent. The stool was made by another stool. PARADOX! PARADOX, PARAXDOX! Actually...Pair of Docs. Their names were The Doctor, Mario, STOOL who... wait, that's three doctors... Someone can't count DO A BARREL stool. PARADOX! PARADOX, PARAXDOX! Actually...Dinner murdered the KING, NOT THE STOOL. Karlos, in his giant fortress of e doctors... Someone else got laid by mai boi, instead of bombs. Zero dollars are worth it. IN AMERICA. Just don't ever do your mom HE STOOL TEH STOOL! STOOL!! STOOL!!! Enough fucking stools. No. MORE STOOLS!! Em, Lace eat more stools! Yum. Yum. Autopilot. Yum. No wait, that's perhaps. 50/50. Smiley. This chapter is the one where awesome eats you.

 

Once upon a three-legged stool, stool, stool, stool, of scratched discs, everyone ate pizza. Except DragonBoots, 'cause he's not the stool, stool, stool, that everyone believed... uh.. nevermind. The stool, stool, stool, on a stool, with stool softener, with pizza toppings had nightmarish nightmares about floppy disks. Floppy drives, actually. Green floppy drives. Anyways, preach electric banjos the divine microphone stand. "Peter, piper pickled pepper IS A FOOL for refining..... pickles?" said someone who clearly knew better. Just for giggles, the cavemen laughed. Nerve gas was highly addictive, but Hitler got bored and passionately decided to get shot. That is when Karlos remembered that he had stolen catgirls, so he hid in a smelly, dirty, cabinet where he would eat pasta. Apocalyptic STOOLS! STOOLS! STOOLS! Epic fail, Lace. Ow. STOOL! STOOL! What´s that? It´s Satan's STOOL who... wait, stools aren't nonexistent. The stool was made by another stool. PARADOX! PARADOX, PARAXDOX! Actually...Pair of Docs. Their names were The Doctor, Mario, STOOL who... wait, that's three doctors... Someone can't count DO A BARREL stool. PARADOX! PARADOX, PARAXDOX! Actually...Dinner murdered the KING, NOT THE STOOL. Karlos, in his giant fortress of e doctors... Someone else got laid by mai boi, instead of bombs. Zero dollars are worth it. IN AMERICA. Just don't ever do your mom HE STOOL TEH STOOL! STOOL!! STOOL!!! Enough fucking stools. No. MORE STOOLS!! Em, Lace eat more stools! Yum. Yum. Autopilot. Yum. No wait, that's perhaps. 50/50. Smiley. This chapter is the one where awesome eats your face beautifully. SHIT!

 

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Once upon a three-legged stool, stool, stool, stool, of scratched discs, everyone ate pizza. Except DragonBoots, 'cause he's not the stool, stool, stool, that everyone believed... uh.. nevermind. The stool, stool, stool, on a stool, with stool softener, with pizza toppings had nightmarish nightmares about floppy disks. Floppy drives, actually. Green floppy drives. Anyways, preach electric banjos the divine microphone stand. "Peter, piper pickled pepper IS A FOOL for refining..... pickles?" said someone who clearly knew better. Just for giggles, the cavemen laughed. Nerve gas was highly addictive, but Hitler got bored and passionately decided to get shot. That is when Karlos remembered that he had stolen catgirls, so he hid in a smelly, dirty, cabinet where he would eat pasta. Apocalyptic STOOLS! STOOLS! STOOLS! Epic fail, Lace. Ow. STOOL! STOOL! What´s that? It´s Satan's STOOL who... wait, stools aren't nonexistent. The stool was made by another stool. PARADOX! PARADOX, PARAXDOX! Actually...Pair of Docs. Their names were The Doctor, Mario, STOOL who... wait, that's three doctors... Someone can't count DO A BARREL stool. PARADOX! PARADOX, PARAXDOX! Actually...Dinner murdered the KING, NOT THE STOOL. Karlos, in his giant fortress of e doctors... Someone else got laid by mai boi, instead of bombs. Zero dollars are worth it. IN AMERICA. Just don't ever do your mom HE STOOL TEH STOOL! STOOL!! STOOL!!! Enough fucking stools. No. MORE STOOLS!! Em, Lace eat more stools! Yum. Yum. Autopilot. Yum. No wait, that's perhaps. 50/50. Smiley. This chapter is the one where awesome eats your face beautifully. SHIT! No wait, ALBATROSS!

 

Once upon a three-legged stool, stool, stool, stool, of scratched discs, everyone ate pizza. Except DragonBoots, 'cause he's not the stool, stool, stool, that everyone believed... uh.. nevermind. The stool, stool, stool, on a stool, with stool softener, with pizza toppings had nightmarish nightmares about floppy disks. Floppy drives, actually. Green floppy drives. Anyways, preach electric banjos the divine microphone stand. "Peter, piper pickled pepper IS A FOOL for refining..... pickles?" said someone who clearly knew better. Just for giggles, the cavemen laughed. Nerve gas was highly addictive, but Hitler got bored and passionately decided to get shot. That is when Karlos remembered that he had stolen catgirls, so he hid in a smelly, dirty, cabinet where he would eat pasta. Apocalyptic STOOLS! STOOLS! STOOLS! Epic fail, Lace. Ow. STOOL! STOOL! What´s that? It´s Satan's STOOL who... wait, stools aren't nonexistent. The stool was made by another stool. PARADOX! PARADOX, PARAXDOX! Actually...Pair of Docs. Their names were The Doctor, Mario, STOOL who... wait, that's three doctors... Someone can't count DO A BARREL stool. PARADOX! PARADOX, PARAXDOX! Actually...Dinner murdered the KING, NOT THE STOOL. Karlos, in his giant fortress of e doctors... Someone else got laid by mai boi, instead of bombs. Zero dollars are worth it. IN AMERICA. Just don't ever do your mom HE STOOL TEH STOOL! STOOL!! STOOL!!! Enough fucking stools. No. MORE STOOLS!! Em, Lace eat more stools! Yum. Yum. Autopilot. Yum. No wait, that's perhaps. 50/50. Smiley. This chapter is the one where awesome eats your face beautifully. SHIT! No wait, ALBATROSS! GET YOUR ALBATROSS

 

Once upon a three-legged stool, stool, stool, stool, of scratched discs, everyone ate pizza. Except DragonBoots, 'cause he's not the stool, stool, stool, that everyone believed... uh.. nevermind. The stool, stool, stool, on a stool, with stool softener, with pizza toppings had nightmarish nightmares about floppy disks. Floppy drives, actually. Green floppy drives. Anyways, preach electric banjos the divine microphone stand. "Peter, piper pickled pepper IS A FOOL for refining..... pickles?" said someone who clearly knew better. Just for giggles, the cavemen laughed. Nerve gas was highly addictive, but Hitler got bored and passionately decided to get shot. That is when Karlos remembered that he had stolen catgirls, so he hid in a smelly, dirty, cabinet where he would eat pasta. Apocalyptic STOOLS! STOOLS! STOOLS! Epic fail, Lace. Ow. STOOL! STOOL! What´s that? It´s Satan's STOOL who... wait, stools aren't nonexistent. The stool was made by another stool. PARADOX! PARADOX, PARAXDOX! Actually...Pair of Docs. Their names were The Doctor, Mario, STOOL who... wait, that's three doctors... Someone can't count DO A BARREL stool. PARADOX! PARADOX, PARAXDOX! Actually...Dinner murdered the KING, NOT THE STOOL. Karlos, in his giant fortress of e doctors... Someone else got laid by mai boi, instead of bombs. Zero dollars are worth it. IN AMERICA. Just don't ever do your mom HE STOOL TEH STOOL! STOOL!! STOOL!!! Enough fucking stools. No. MORE STOOLS!! Em, Lace eat more stools! Yum. Yum. Autopilot. Yum. No wait, that's perhaps. 50/50. Smiley. This chapter is the one where awesome eats your face beautifully. SHIT! No wait, ALBATROSS! GET YOUR ALBATROSS FROM THE LOCAL

 

Once upon a three-legged stool, stool, stool, stool, of scratched discs, everyone ate pizza. Except DragonBoots, 'cause he's not the stool, stool, stool, that everyone believed... uh.. nevermind. The stool, stool, stool, on a stool, with stool softener, with pizza toppings had nightmarish nightmares about floppy disks. Floppy drives, actually. Green floppy drives. Anyways, preach electric banjos the divine microphone stand. "Peter, piper pickled pepper IS A FOOL for refining..... pickles?" said someone who clearly knew better. Just for giggles, the cavemen laughed. Nerve gas was highly addictive, but Hitler got bored and passionately decided to get shot. That is when Karlos remembered that he had stolen catgirls, so he hid in a smelly, dirty, cabinet where he would eat pasta. Apocalyptic STOOLS! STOOLS! STOOLS! Epic fail, Lace. Ow. STOOL! STOOL! What´s that? It´s Satan's STOOL who... wait, stools aren't nonexistent. The stool was made by another stool. PARADOX! PARADOX, PARAXDOX! Actually...Pair of Docs. Their names were The Doctor, Mario, STOOL who... wait, that's three doctors... Someone can't count DO A BARREL stool. PARADOX! PARADOX, PARAXDOX! Actually...Dinner murdered the KING, NOT THE STOOL. Karlos, in his giant fortress of e doctors... Someone else got laid by mai boi, instead of bombs. Zero dollars are worth it. IN AMERICA. Just don't ever do your mom HE STOOL TEH STOOL! STOOL!! STOOL!!! Enough fucking stools. No. MORE STOOLS!! Em, Lace eat more stools! Yum. Yum. Autopilot. Yum. No wait, that's perhaps. 50/50. Smiley. This chapter is the one where awesome eats your face beautifully. SHIT! No wait, ALBATROSS! GET YOUR ALBATROSS FROM THE LOCAL CANNON FIRING COMPANY!

 

Once upon a three-legged stool, stool, stool, stool, of scratched discs, everyone ate pizza. Except DragonBoots, 'cause he's not the stool, stool, stool, that everyone believed... uh.. nevermind. The stool, stool, stool, on a stool, with stool softener, with pizza toppings had nightmarish nightmares about floppy disks. Floppy drives, actually. Green floppy drives. Anyways, preach electric banjos the divine microphone stand. "Peter, piper pickled pepper IS A FOOL for refining..... pickles?" said someone who clearly knew better. Just for giggles, the cavemen laughed. Nerve gas was highly addictive, but Hitler got bored and passionately decided to get shot. That is when Karlos remembered that he had stolen catgirls, so he hid in a smelly, dirty, cabinet where he would eat pasta. Apocalyptic STOOLS! STOOLS! STOOLS! Epic fail, Lace. Ow. STOOL! STOOL! What´s that? It´s Satan's STOOL who... wait, stools aren't nonexistent. The stool was made by another stool. PARADOX! PARADOX, PARAXDOX! Actually...Pair of Docs. Their names were The Doctor, Mario, STOOL who... wait, that's three doctors... Someone can't count DO A BARREL stool. PARADOX! PARADOX, PARAXDOX! Actually...Dinner murdered the KING, NOT THE STOOL. Karlos, in his giant fortress of e doctors... Someone else got laid by mai boi, instead of bombs. Zero dollars are worth it. IN AMERICA. Just don't ever do your mom HE STOOL TEH STOOL! STOOL!! STOOL!!! Enough fucking stools. No. MORE STOOLS!! Em, Lace eat more stools! Yum. Yum. Autopilot. Yum. No wait, that's perhaps. 50/50. Smiley. This chapter is the one where awesome eats your face beautifully. SHIT! No wait, ALBATROSS! GET YOUR ALBATROSS FROM THE LOCAL CANNON FIRING COMPANY! And make me

 

Once upon a three-legged stool, stool, stool, stool, of scratched discs, everyone ate pizza. Except DragonBoots, 'cause he's not the stool, stool, stool, that everyone believed... uh.. nevermind. The stool, stool, stool, on a stool, with stool softener, with pizza toppings had nightmarish nightmares about floppy disks. Floppy drives, actually. Green floppy drives. Anyways, preach electric banjos the divine microphone stand. "Peter, piper pickled pepper IS A FOOL for refining..... pickles?" said someone who clearly knew better. Just for giggles, the cavemen laughed. Nerve gas was highly addictive, but Hitler got bored and passionately decided to get shot. That is when Karlos remembered that he had stolen catgirls, so he hid in a smelly, dirty, cabinet where he would eat pasta. Apocalyptic STOOLS! STOOLS! STOOLS! Epic fail, Lace. Ow. STOOL! STOOL! What´s that? It´s Satan's STOOL who... wait, stools aren't nonexistent. The stool was made by another stool. PARADOX! PARADOX, PARAXDOX! Actually...Pair of Docs. Their names were The Doctor, Mario, STOOL who... wait, that's three doctors... Someone can't count DO A BARREL stool. PARADOX! PARADOX, PARAXDOX! Actually...Dinner murdered the KING, NOT THE STOOL. Karlos, in his giant fortress of e doctors... Someone else got laid by mai boi, instead of bombs. Zero dollars are worth it. IN AMERICA. Just don't ever do your mom HE STOOL TEH STOOL! STOOL!! STOOL!!! Enough fucking stools. No. MORE STOOLS!! Em, Lace eat more stools! Yum. Yum. Autopilot. Yum. No wait, that's perhaps. 50/50. Smiley. This chapter is the one where awesome eats your face beautifully. SHIT! No wait, ALBATROSS! GET YOUR ALBATROSS FROM THE LOCAL CANNON FIRING COMPANY! And make me win the game!

 

Once upon a three-legged stool, stool, stool, stool, of scratched discs, everyone ate pizza. Except DragonBoots, 'cause he's not the stool, stool, stool, that everyone believed... uh.. nevermind. The stool, stool, stool, on a stool, with stool softener, with pizza toppings had nightmarish nightmares about floppy disks. Floppy drives, actually. Green floppy drives. Anyways, preach electric banjos the divine microphone stand. "Peter, piper pickled pepper IS A FOOL for refining..... pickles?" said someone who clearly knew better. Just for giggles, the cavemen laughed. Nerve gas was highly addictive, but Hitler got bored and passionately decided to get shot. That is when Karlos remembered that he had stolen catgirls, so he hid in a smelly, dirty, cabinet where he would eat pasta. Apocalyptic STOOLS! STOOLS! STOOLS! Epic fail, Lace. Ow. STOOL! STOOL! What´s that? It´s Satan's STOOL who... wait, stools aren't nonexistent. The stool was made by another stool. PARADOX! PARADOX, PARAXDOX! Actually...Pair of Docs. Their names were The Doctor, Mario, STOOL who... wait, that's three doctors... Someone can't count DO A BARREL stool. PARADOX! PARADOX, PARAXDOX! Actually...Dinner murdered the KING, NOT THE STOOL. Karlos, in his giant fortress of e doctors... Someone else got laid by mai boi, instead of bombs. Zero dollars are worth it. IN AMERICA. Just don't ever do your mom HE STOOL TEH STOOL! STOOL!! STOOL!!! Enough fucking stools. No. MORE STOOLS!! Em, Lace eat more stools! Yum. Yum. Autopilot. Yum. No wait, that's perhaps. 50/50. Smiley. This chapter is the one where awesome eats your face beautifully. SHIT! No wait, ALBATROSS! GET YOUR ALBATROSS FROM THE LOCAL CANNON FIRING COMPANY! And make me win the game of Divine Pinapples!

 

Once upon a three-legged stool, stool, stool, stool, of scratched discs, everyone ate pizza. Except DragonBoots, 'cause he's not the stool, stool, stool, that everyone believed... uh.. nevermind. The stool, stool, stool, on a stool, with stool softener, with pizza toppings had nightmarish nightmares about floppy disks. Floppy drives, actually. Green floppy drives. Anyways, preach electric banjos the divine microphone stand. "Peter, piper pickled pepper IS A FOOL for refining..... pickles?" said someone who clearly knew better. Just for giggles, the cavemen laughed. Nerve gas was highly addictive, but Hitler got bored and passionately decided to get shot. That is when Karlos remembered that he had stolen catgirls, so he hid in a smelly, dirty, cabinet where he would eat pasta. Apocalyptic STOOLS! STOOLS! STOOLS! Epic fail, Lace. Ow. STOOL! STOOL! What´s that? It´s Satan's STOOL who... wait, stools aren't nonexistent. The stool was made by another stool. PARADOX! PARADOX, PARAXDOX! Actually...Pair of Docs. Their names were The Doctor, Mario, STOOL who... wait, that's three doctors... Someone can't count DO A BARREL stool. PARADOX! PARADOX, PARAXDOX! Actually...Dinner murdered the KING, NOT THE STOOL. Karlos, in his giant fortress of e doctors... Someone else got laid by mai boi, instead of bombs. Zero dollars are worth it. IN AMERICA. Just don't ever do your mom HE STOOL TEH STOOL! STOOL!! STOOL!!! Enough fucking stools. No. MORE STOOLS!! Em, Lace eat more stools! Yum. Yum. Autopilot. Yum. No wait, that's perhaps. 50/50. Smiley. This chapter is the one where awesome eats your face beautifully. SHIT! No wait, ALBATROSS! GET YOUR ALBATROSS FROM THE LOCAL CANNON FIRING COMPANY! And make me win the game of Divine Pinapples! Because I am

 

I completely forgot about this

Once upon a three-legged stool, stool, stool, stool, of scratched discs, everyone ate pizza. Except DragonBoots, 'cause he's not the stool, stool, stool, that everyone believed... uh.. nevermind. The stool, stool, stool, on a stool, with stool softener, with pizza toppings had nightmarish nightmares about floppy disks. Floppy drives, actually. Green floppy drives. Anyways, preach electric banjos the divine microphone stand. "Peter, piper pickled pepper IS A FOOL for refining..... pickles?" said someone who clearly knew better. Just for giggles, the cavemen laughed. Nerve gas was highly addictive, but Hitler got bored and passionately decided to get shot. That is when Karlos remembered that he had stolen catgirls, so he hid in a smelly, dirty, cabinet where he would eat pasta. Apocalyptic STOOLS! STOOLS! STOOLS! Epic fail, Lace. Ow. STOOL! STOOL! What´s that? It´s Satan's STOOL who... wait, stools aren't nonexistent. The stool was made by another stool. PARADOX! PARADOX, PARAXDOX! Actually...Pair of Docs. Their names were The Doctor, Mario, STOOL who... wait, that's three doctors... Someone can't count DO A BARREL stool. PARADOX! PARADOX, PARAXDOX! Actually...Dinner murdered the KING, NOT THE STOOL. Karlos, in his giant fortress of e doctors... Someone else got laid by mai boi, instead of bombs. Zero dollars are worth it. IN AMERICA. Just don't ever do your mom HE STOOL TEH STOOL! STOOL!! STOOL!!! Enough fucking stools. No. MORE STOOLS!! Em, Lace eat more stools! Yum. Yum. Autopilot. Yum. No wait, that's perhaps. 50/50. Smiley. This chapter is the one where awesome eats your face beautifully. SHIT! No wait, ALBATROSS! GET YOUR ALBATROSS FROM THE LOCAL CANNON FIRING COMPANY! And make me win the game of Divine Pinapples! Because I am just that bored.

 

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Once upon a three-legged stool, stool, stool, stool, of scratched discs, everyone ate pizza. Except DragonBoots, 'cause he's not the stool, stool, stool, that everyone believed... uh.. nevermind. The stool, stool, stool, on a stool, with stool softener, with pizza toppings had nightmarish nightmares about floppy disks. Floppy drives, actually. Green floppy drives. Anyways, preach electric banjos the divine microphone stand. "Peter, piper pickled pepper IS A FOOL for refining..... pickles?" said someone who clearly knew better. Just for giggles, the cavemen laughed. Nerve gas was highly addictive, but Hitler got bored and passionately decided to get shot. That is when Karlos remembered that he had stolen catgirls, so he hid in a smelly, dirty, cabinet where he would eat pasta. Apocalyptic STOOLS! STOOLS! STOOLS! Epic fail, Lace. Ow. STOOL! STOOL! What´s that? It´s Satan's STOOL who... wait, stools aren't nonexistent. The stool was made by another stool. PARADOX! PARADOX, PARAXDOX! Actually...Pair of Docs. Their names were The Doctor, Mario, STOOL who... wait, that's three doctors... Someone can't count DO A BARREL stool. PARADOX! PARADOX, PARAXDOX! Actually...Dinner murdered the KING, NOT THE STOOL. Karlos, in his giant fortress of e doctors... Someone else got laid by mai boi, instead of bombs. Zero dollars are worth it. IN AMERICA. Just don't ever do your mom HE STOOL TEH STOOL! STOOL!! STOOL!!! Enough fucking stools. No. MORE STOOLS!! Em, Lace eat more stools! Yum. Yum. Autopilot. Yum. No wait, that's perhaps. 50/50. Smiley. This chapter is the one where awesome eats your face beautifully. SHIT! No wait, ALBATROSS! GET YOUR ALBATROSS FROM THE LOCAL CANNON FIRING COMPANY! And make me win the game of Divine Pinapples! Because I am just that bored. Because of this,

 

Once upon a three-legged stool, stool, stool, stool, of scratched discs, everyone ate pizza. Except DragonBoots, 'cause he's not the stool, stool, stool, that everyone believed... uh.. nevermind. The stool, stool, stool, on a stool, with stool softener, with pizza toppings had nightmarish nightmares about floppy disks. Floppy drives, actually. Green floppy drives. Anyways, preach electric banjos the divine microphone stand. "Peter, piper pickled pepper IS A FOOL for refining..... pickles?" said someone who clearly knew better. Just for giggles, the cavemen laughed. Nerve gas was highly addictive, but Hitler got bored and passionately decided to get shot. That is when Karlos remembered that he had stolen catgirls, so he hid in a smelly, dirty, cabinet where he would eat pasta. Apocalyptic STOOLS! STOOLS! STOOLS! Epic fail, Lace. Ow. STOOL! STOOL! What´s that? It´s Satan's STOOL who... wait, stools aren't nonexistent. The stool was made by another stool. PARADOX! PARADOX, PARAXDOX! Actually...Pair of Docs. Their names were The Doctor, Mario, STOOL who... wait, that's three doctors... Someone can't count DO A BARREL stool. PARADOX! PARADOX, PARAXDOX! Actually...Dinner murdered the KING, NOT THE STOOL. Karlos, in his giant fortress of e doctors... Someone else got laid by mai boi, instead of bombs. Zero dollars are worth it. IN AMERICA. Just don't ever do your mom HE STOOL TEH STOOL! STOOL!! STOOL!!! Enough fucking stools. No. MORE STOOLS!! Em, Lace eat more stools! Yum. Yum. Autopilot. Yum. No wait, that's perhaps. 50/50. Smiley. This chapter is the one where awesome eats your face beautifully. SHIT! No wait, ALBATROSS! GET YOUR ALBATROSS FROM THE LOCAL CANNON FIRING COMPANY! And make me win the game of Divine Pinapples! Because I am just that bored. Because of this, a bean come close