The Story So far....
[desc]There once was eight gelatinous cuboids that needed to relieve themselves by expanding within the 6th dimension of ultimate cheese wars. There they would relieve themselves happily by fapping to the sound of old men in yellow chicken suits aboard the "Millenium Falcon". This multi faceted big fat terd was a display of true repulsiveness sponsered by ronin that cruised about in giant speedos whilst masticating profusely screaming "antidisestablishmentarianism" loudly. This caused a mass murderer to occur in the depths of cheese-world and attempt to kill the french by forcing them to do things no other person would dare think of doing to a tripod dog whos name was twanger mcarthy. The poor little dog who soon became a dyslexic goat which learnt to read bob's handwriting, despite all odds that made his big old friend journey to the depths of the sea monkey tank. Where he would
grow eight foot seven inches in a mere 12 cheese roll's of Destiny. This is Sparta! Proclaimed the film star of Jesus of Nazareth acted by the 100% insane person who is called Bob the builder but, he was drunk and didn't even want to build houses anymore instead he wanted to eat some of the freshest monkey poop available, this lead to the fact that he died of instant choking of his tallywhacker. After killing a few of the infamous troll people from north east swanich with great big smoked Mattesons sausages which although cold still tasted Zalmbunchious. This morning they had a picnic which included cheese and pickle sandwiches but they were far too old and very wrinkly!! As they couldn't even lift the huge weight of bob's massive member
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What the hell ? lol xD