Thread: The Three Word Game!
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Later on, it
decided It would
call its mother
so it could
have a weapon
whenever it got
attacked by cheese(.)
But it didn't
know what kind
of cheese it
was because of...
the fact that
one shouldn't be
green and wiggling.
Because of this,
he had to
read his catalog
999,999,999,999 times before
he realized that
it was the
wrong year's edition
and could get
a better selection
of books to
read and scribble
on about The
Long Lost Tales
. Of course, they
had to see
what the others
would say if
they found out
that the only
way to Amarillo
is through the
big fat nasty
and really terrible
river, that was
patrolled by the
stick men of
the fiercest reputation
who used to
eat Jello with
his stinky shoes
that actually were
no more stinky
than the other
stick men who
also liked to
watch the sigth
