There was a king who flatulated very often. He fucking loved beans. His dong went shwing. It went so shwing that it fell off. So he buried it. But then it reincarnated into a giant bucket. A bucket full of nasty tapioca-flavoured pudding. So he poured it all over his body. My soul just died because of the pudding; because it smelled bad. It was made of carrots.
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Alright! So here's a prospective meme. Get a few friends together and write a story in which each person can only contribute four words at a time. But an order must be arranged before starting.
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