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Finally, it was my turn. It was my turn

  • Finally, it was my turn. It was my turn to show the crowd and my country that I made it here for a reason and that reason was to win Gold. I had practiced for years and gave up
  • prospecting - winning gold is cooler than finding it yourself. We were up 27 in the Olympic Basketball Gold Medal match, and coach finally put me in. I couldn't screw this up if I
  • 'd wanted to, and believe me I tried because I had put all my money on the Spanish Olympic team to win the basketball gold. I ran onto the court and fell. My shoe laces were tied
  • So that Professor Butts choked on a prune pit and discovered a blueprint for an automatic typewriter eraser. The hat rack fell over and placed a fedora on his head. This was the
  • rmo scientific. The hat rack was somehow igniting the rare minerals inside of it, causing the fedoras to levitate, like some sort of hot air balloons. Prof.Butts' scientific
  • methods couldn't stop the fedoras from levitating their way out of the Club & off to who knows where. That is when the sorcerer cleared all of Prof. Butts' apparatus off the table.
  • "I have to have you here, now!" the sorcerer declared. "But I'm a power bottom," Prof. Butts said, backing into the table. "I generate the most power, b-but, but, but I, but..."
  • "Let's put this all behind us!" cooed the sorcerer as he sat Prof. Butts down hard on the table. "This discussion is beneath me!" roared Butts. And then a very strange sound was
  • Erupting from a exit hole of a pymean taxi driver, never before was such a smelly sound so beautiful in tone , everyone was magically forced to dance.the footage was captured and
  • uploaded to the metaverse. The next generation VR headsets came with the HaroldAndMaude 2.0 Odorific Generator. Millions of humans worshiped the Lord Of The Dance, inhaling deeply.
Started
2014-02-20 14:28:39
Finished
2022-10-18 00:39:39

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