Thread: walk in and have a seat game
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which is hated
. A fire was...
upon them before
the juggler dropped
all his balls
in her hurry
to escape the
loud sound that
was made during
the show in
the opera before
they drank that
gross looking drink
along with the
food served at
the Khazad-D’mish Inn 
The wandering fire-eater
thought he saw
a fire extinguisher
that would come
in handy if
he hiccuped on
the barrels of
single malt whiskey (, .)
Sometimes it got
so hot that
it burned through
the floor and
BOOM! Said he...
when he got
got ready for
the ball in
the Village Firehall
. Out of the
shadow they came
riding hard down
like the famous
cycling bears with
B-words spouting from
their heads when
they came across
the traffic route
taken by Buster
the old chief
of the Shirriffs
who ordered a
large keg of
redwine and some
Bar-B-Q'd Balrog Wings
to celebrate the
