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The great slumbering god rolled over and

  • The great slumbering god rolled over and created a minor earthquake that destroyed half of San Francisco. Unfortunately the other half was overrun by slimy creeping tentacle
  • which wrapped around the Ferry Building clock. Its many eyes looked down on the screaming populance. Cthulhu muttered "Damn, overslept again. Should have been up eons ago."
  • Just then the daytime sky darkened and B'chuggeroth materialized over the Ferry terminal. "What are YOU doing here?", he bellowed. "This is my Eon!". Cthulhu shrugged a tentacle
  • and in stormed Secret Agent Michael Scarn. "You're late again," said Cthulu. "I don't know why we even bother throwing foldingstory meme parties." B'chuggeroth nodded in agreement.
  • "Party's over." Cooed a familiar voice. It was Detective Jimmy Manatee, badge raised and gun loaded. Scarn, Cthulu, and B'Chuggeroth were in shock. They were the plot twisters, not
  • plot twizzlers, which weren't as good. They made the plots all waxy and identical, and although you could count on a uniform quality, the plots basically sucked, so Jimmy
  • Dean sausages sponsored the films instead. They hired Peter Jackson because that fatass sleeps through every movie he makes, so they got away without him ruining shit like he did
  • for that candy company. Peter Jackson had thought it was gonna be great advertising to have Gandalf do a tv spot; "You shall not pass on this fudge." It was a surprise
  • then, when Gandalf struck his staff on the ground and instead said, "I think I'll pass on this fudge commercial." "WHAT?!" Peter Jackson cried. "Why the hell not?!" Gandalf
  • the Grey said, "I don't need the eleventy thousand silver pennies they offer." From that position on fudge, he would not budge.

1 Comments

  1. PurpleProf Apr 27 2013 @ 13:57

    Good thing too. Gandalf almost got twizzled.

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