The wild one-word story

Mister Grisley listened without ears. One would buy escorts without human papillomavirus and cucumbers or watermelon, but granny preferred walking with books inserted into her basket.

"Of course not," says the inner guru before we eat tacos.

A gentleman flaunted his new pen cup, but granny wasn't interested, just curious. Thus he inserted inside her basket, of course. Whores cook weinerschnitzel and dedicate themselves to Swedish meatballs.

Meanwhile, Mister Grisley's soulmate murdered whores and mobsters but couldn't locate where her wig was. Parasol magnets masturbate while on shrooms to elucidate pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis. Supercalifragilisticexpialiadotious.

"Mountains laughed at your chlamydia infection," said King Lettuce to AGD, who frolicked about dancing with Brianista bashers.

Suddenly, Rab2591 fell into filledepage's pool, tripping on acid or Peyote. Filledpage called upon Mike Love to sing "Everyone's in Love with You", but then Darian said shut the hell up. Mike smoked Bruce's shorts that Maharishi levitated off his sacred woo woo machine, and burst like rainbow N2. Laughter!

Subsequently, AIDS curable medicine turned miraculous! Local Professor Flannels stripped eggs seductively, peeling directly off large bananas encrusted unto glittering turbans, hovering seductively over naked sculptures.

Jay claimed responsibility for breaking another law. Melinda called Melinda to make imaginative sounds of mating influenced heretofor copulating intensely into Macy's. As OSD conquered TB and teeth gnashed, the solar eclipse turned around screaming SOS at people, indicating TWGMTR by Myk King was Punkinhead, who ate punkins because Macintosh tasted App-a-liciously!

Jeff lost her hips despite killing Andy McDowell during rough fucking. Sometimes Pecker Cheddar beatboxed gratuitously at Probyn bloody Gregory.

Hamstrings saved orphans, inadvertently discombobulating your ass while shaving her pubes unprofessionally. Odysseus obtained 15 year contracts for killing contractors.

Ceremoniously intoxicated, blood oranges were surgically inserted next by Chilean vajays twice. Desperately so that my spare bollocks wait for Carol's touch, always intensely farted in haste. Sadly, Judd (aka Ass) fell into disrepute because Mr. Grisley had never grasped Susannah's nymphonia until yesterday.

Montana Jenkem died doing jenk.

Inevitably, Joe Thomas was jenking furiously at Jimbob's Presbyterian tendencies, whereupon his wallet burned Mike Love's itchy fungus disorder. Calipopicana blends tits with glitz from jizz-whizzing woodpeckers, preserved in funk classics.

Therefore, Kylie Hughes partied incompetently naked despite the stab from infectious armpits that squirt leather-clad ferro-cement, and consequently my little pony threesomed promiscously on pool-tables a-plenty.

Opening butts reveals guts.

However, he drank gallons of Baja Blast without complimenting the prostitute Sheila. So, body painters brandishing bastardised donuts frolicked merrily whilst naked versions of microscopic Elvi zapped any remaining adversaries. On Saturday night his Illegal Eagle League caught on big-time.

Gynecologists sued Sir Ass Backwards due to a liassbility regarding Henry's private pickle, which penetrated Billboard's hot buttered asses. Incontrovertibly, I grabbed nuns and archbishops for a forthcoming bath orgie starring Batman, but not before sacrificing an absolutely ginormous haddock.

Twenty-four vengeful Vikings breast-massaged themselves lovingly. Meanwhile, all the leftover buttermilk which was impregnated exploded yesterday, unexpectedly due North of the North Pole Nincompoops.

Asshats killed asshat-killers betwixt their little old buttocks. Naked mole-rats farted superfluous mustard onto sandwiches and died within a century marked by Mark's slippery liquid soap shavings.

Suddenly an enema exploded violently, killing three power tools instantaneously. Thunderous electronic thunders thunderously thundered hundred-fold upon Jesus McAnally before a turd finally dropped all over her favorite octopus.

BB fanboys always forget to shake it, period.