One day in my big pants, Wisconsin exploded and zombies erupted from every orifice in the sky. It was raining men. Then, to save Princess Peach from the Penguin Militia he ran to the Dominion Tank Police and shot A giant raygun into Johnny Depp. Meanwhile, in Philadelphia, there was something Dave and Joel were growing in the Dinosaur menaces' lair of the underground podcasting cult. It consisted of Rym, Scott, and Erin and Noah. They carried the portable blood shrine in order to kill the beast over the hills and retrieve the amazingly awesome piece of Elder Lore. Unfortunately, the Lore was in a haunted insane asylum surrounded by horrible panda bear of blood and lust, candy and cake, truth or dare, and 4chan memes. So then Scott brought Rym to see the biggest, but surprisingly smooth mistake of his sedentary life. Luckily, Rym said "You are Charles Barkley! The Chaos Dunk is your friend." Quickly, the two pirate monkeys ran far, far away into a cannon... Daryl Surat fired a clown pistol at the monkey, doing 32 damage to his eyes, with Mana Drain and First Strike. Daryl followed Scott Johnson to the anime club meeting where he did sacrificial fanboy eradication. The first to eat the large purple dazed cow found himself horribly triple dog dared. After having his girlfriend captured by the large cannibalistic squirrel. Fearing rabies, Jack Thompson began building a super Nintendo, which he promptly sued for he is insane. Jackie Chan kicked every plot hole into the mass emergency transit system, where they killed the king of the known universe! Mario, of course, the sub sandwich, and a pig played grim fandango with Gunpei Yokoi. This made them use their hard pandas to support THE OMINOUSLY LOUD AND OMINOUSLY BOOMING HYPER MEGA TROGDOR, who then ate Jonathan Taylor Thomas and George Clooney. The beautiful young goth chick who clown pistoled your two podcasting heros in the crotch, also known as the love station. They then yelled "Wait, is that the dictator of all the polar marshmallows, wearing the merry-go-round church bell?" His hair was hats of fish! Three aeons later, gently glimmering against the trunk of Yggdrasil's massive presence, the child of yesterday, today, and tomorrow appeared and said "Why should we go to R'lyeh and wake Chuck Norris from the stone slumber he pwned to death?" Just then, a shadowy figure appeared that was Dave, ready to kick Daryl in the mini trouser snake. Nurse Joy joined the Crab Nurse to feast upon the slain podcasters, who then said "EKANS, I CHOOSE YOU!", then Daryl cursed Rym's hair to stop growing. And with that, the elephants of dues ex machina without warning sued this very forum for some arbitrary three words game. WaterIsPoison quickly raised an eyebrow and called for his moon laser, which, when combined with his left shoe, became a super Nintendo Entertainment System. Nineless appeared to do the moonwalk, but actually preformed banana splits in the twilight rain. Suddenly, out came a beetle. It ate the ninja and created some birdhouses in your soul. The End. Or is it.....? NO IT'S NOT! Yes it is. They refused, though the eaten ninjas were being digested by Dr. Tran. Then finally came the moment of complete annihilation by the podcast apocalypse. This was rectified by the glorious Derek the Bandit! At long last, someone named Scott started a podcast starring Nidhogg and your mom. As this thread wasn't enough to sedate Dave Riley, he beat down Daryl with his big smelly monstrous hairy flaming and white extremely fast karate. But Daryl's power was no match for the amazing skills of Gerald and his valiant steed, Tom Cruise. Meanwhile, Joel was on some safari in africa when a lion said "You stole them!" "Them?" responded Joel. "Both of them!" "The Ninja Consultants?" "No! Teh Geeknights!" Then it all went horribly wrong! A display of inhumane strength became the national past-time: baby kicking. All the podcasters teamed up to stop the fall of the purple sign of the Zebra. Vodka Drunkenski subdued "this thread sucks" opinions into the opinion of Reimu Dragon Sacks who kicked Reimu's balls. After much dispute, end drawing near, the game of life was almost ended by the giant Grape of Wraith. So Mr. Face ate pudding. A-ko and C-ko made for him a pretty doujin of manly greatness. Suddenly, Lewis Black in his Labcoat used his sarcasm to thwart evil and George Bush. Bush then died in a fire. And there was only one. Seventeen and 3.5 score as our GPA, we hastily applied whipped cream to the Jasons and my father took a bite out of the cake of eternal suffering. So then ended his very long and very attractive pet boa constrictor of ultimate pain. "OW! OW! OW!" Meanwhile, back at the Planet Express, "Fry, why did you eat Zoidberg's vile tentacle beard?" He replied with "Well, Bender made a golden toe out of Andrew's new trophy, Jason", stabbing Andrew in the back of the neck with Haruhi Suzumiya's teddy bear, which was fluffy and soft. Suddenly up from below, a damaged and very angry zombie monkey robot, Capitan Killthroat Shuriken, was undecided in the 08' elections. The Andrews, however, voted for Obama. "Fucking fuck yeah!" The Jasons, however, lost a horrible battle when Huckabee shot Hillary Clinton with a giant clown pistol. Sailor Mars then said "It's time for magic zombies, guys!" CRAZY PANDA HOUR! But the pandas killed magic zombies with their fists (paws?) and began walking to the ass. The ass began its great adventure into the GeekHaus. It jiggled into the demon squid's greatly overpowered and sexy super robot, Bender, who likes not only to drink and smoke, but also the Huckabee destruction ray built by Dr. Farnsworth and Dr. Zoidberg. The destruction ray took in all the goodness in the beer fueled by the Pan Galactic Gargle Blaster, which is made completely from magic and Old Janx Spirit, and Arcturian moonshine. The drink killed them. Fin. But just then, a monkey appeared! The end. Seriously.
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One day in my big pants, Wisconsin exploded and zombies erupted from every orifice in the sky.
It was raining men.
Then, to save Princess Peach from the Penguin Militia he ran to the Dominion Tank Police and shot A giant raygun into Johnny Depp.
Meanwhile, in Philadelphia, there was something Dave and Joel were growing in the Dinosaur menaces' lair of the underground podcasting cult.
It consisted of Rym, Scott, and Erin and Noah.
They carried the portable blood shrine in order to kill the beast over the hills and retrieve the amazingly awesome piece of Elder Lore.
Unfortunately, the Lore was in a haunted insane asylum surrounded by horrible panda bear of blood and lust, candy and cake, truth or dare, and 4chan memes.
So then Scott brought Rym to see the biggest, but surprisingly smooth mistake of his sedentary life.
Luckily, Rym said "You are Charles Barkley! The Chaos Dunk is your friend."
Quickly, the two pirate monkeys ran far, far away into a cannon...
Daryl Surat fired a clown pistol at the monkey, doing 32 damage to his eyes, with Mana Drain and First Strike.
Daryl followed Scott Johnson to the anime club meeting where he did sacrificial fanboy eradication.
The first to eat the large purple dazed cow found himself horribly triple dog dared.
After having his girlfriend captured by the large cannibalistic squirrel.
Fearing rabies, Jack Thompson began building a super Nintendo, which he promptly sued for he is insane.
Jackie Chan kicked every plot hole into the mass emergency transit system, where they killed the king of the known universe!
Mario, of course, the sub sandwich, and a pig played grim fandango with Gunpei Yokoi.
This made them use their hard pandas to support THE OMINOUSLY LOUD AND OMINOUSLY BOOMING HYPER MEGA TROGDOR, who then ate Jonathan Taylor Thomas and George Clooney.
The beautiful young goth chick who clown pistoled your two podcasting heros in the crotch, also known as the love station.
They then yelled "Wait, is that the dictator of all the polar marshmallows, wearing the merry-go-round church bell?"
His hair was hats of fish!
Three aeons later, gently glimmering against the trunk of Yggdrasil's massive presence, the child of yesterday, today, and tomorrow appeared and said "Why should we go to R'lyeh and wake Chuck Norris from the stone slumber he pwned to death?"
Just then, a shadowy figure appeared that was Dave, ready to kick Daryl in the mini trouser snake.
Nurse Joy joined the Crab Nurse to feast upon the slain podcasters, who then said "EKANS, I CHOOSE YOU!", then Daryl cursed Rym's hair to stop growing.
And with that, the elephants of dues ex machina without warning sued this very forum for some arbitrary three words game.
WaterIsPoison quickly raised an eyebrow and called for his moon laser, which, when combined with his left shoe, became a super Nintendo Entertainment System.
Nineless appeared to do the moonwalk, but actually preformed banana splits in the twilight rain.
Suddenly, out came a beetle.
It ate the ninja and created some birdhouses in your soul.
The End.
Or is it.....?
NO IT'S NOT!
Yes it is.
They refused, though the eaten ninjas were being digested by Dr. Tran.
Then finally came the moment of complete annihilation by the podcast apocalypse.
This was rectified by the glorious Derek the Bandit!
At long last, someone named Scott started a podcast starring Nidhogg and your mom.
As this thread wasn't enough to sedate Dave Riley, he beat down Daryl with his big smelly monstrous hairy flaming and white extremely fast karate.
But Daryl's power was no match for the amazing skills of Gerald and his valiant steed, Tom Cruise.
Meanwhile, Joel was on some safari in africa when a lion said "You stole them!"
"Them?" responded Joel.
"Both of them!"
"The Ninja Consultants?"
"No! Teh Geeknights!"
Then it all went horribly wrong!
A display of inhumane strength became the national past-time: baby kicking.
All the podcasters teamed up to stop the fall of the purple sign of the Zebra.
Vodka Drunkenski subdued "this thread sucks" opinions into the opinion of Reimu Dragon Sacks who kicked Reimu's balls.
After much dispute, end drawing near, the game of life was almost ended by the giant Grape of Wraith.
So Mr. Face ate pudding.
A-ko and C-ko made for him a pretty doujin of manly greatness.
Suddenly, Lewis Black in his Labcoat used his sarcasm to thwart evil and George Bush.
Bush then died in a fire.
And there was only one.
Seventeen and 3.5 score as our GPA, we hastily applied whipped cream to the Jasons and my father took a bite out of the cake of eternal suffering.
So then ended his very long and very attractive pet boa constrictor of ultimate pain.
"OW! OW! OW!"
Meanwhile, back at the Planet Express, "Fry, why did you eat Zoidberg's vile tentacle beard?"
He replied with "Well, Bender made a golden toe out of Andrew's new trophy, Jason", stabbing Andrew in the back of the neck with Haruhi Suzumiya's teddy bear, which was fluffy and soft.
Suddenly up from below, a damaged and very angry zombie monkey robot, Capitan Killthroat Shuriken, was undecided in the 08' elections.
The Andrews, however, voted for Obama.
"Fucking fuck yeah!"
The Jasons, however, lost a horrible battle when Huckabee shot Hillary Clinton with a giant clown pistol.
Sailor Mars then said "It's time for magic zombies, guys!"
CRAZY PANDA HOUR!
But the pandas killed magic zombies with their fists (paws?) and began walking to the ass.
The ass began its great adventure into the GeekHaus.
It jiggled into the demon squid's greatly overpowered and sexy super robot, Bender, who likes not only to drink and smoke, but also the Huckabee destruction ray built by Dr. Farnsworth and Dr. Zoidberg.
The destruction ray took in all the goodness in the beer fueled by the Pan Galactic Gargle Blaster, which is made completely from magic and Old Janx Spirit, and Arcturian moonshine.
The drink killed them.
Fin.
But just then, a monkey appeared!
The end.
Seriously.
...
Good god, guys. Good fucking god.