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Dont read this if you get offended easily..
so this is what me and megan do when we dont go to school...
we write stories..and do really weird EmJay-like things..
Once upon a time, not too long ago, there was a queer little unicorn named Markie. It was last July, when Acid Loving Freaky Bears, more commonly known as his parents, were too colorful for their own good. Feefee and Doodoo took off and left Markie and his sister Bobbi all alone to deal with The Magical Kingdom of Babavar, where elephants walked the walked and talked the talk, all while wearing tuxedos.
Without any parental supervision, or water, Bobbi's tourettes were out of control, after killing four beavers, an antelope and a fairy-loving platypus. Meanwhile, on Markie and Bobbi's quest to find the land of the Lost Butterflies they stumbled through a fire breathing cave under the Water Kingdom of Troy. Luckily they were both nonflammable and water repellant. Bobbi screamed, FUCK BALLS SHIT COCK NIGGER POOP!" and realized how glad she was that her brother brought his parachute.
Markie and his big sister spend their days gleefully galloping among the clouds without a care in the world. Every now and then they stop to catch their breath and sip from the Crystal Clear Lake. As his sister timidly sips the refreshing water from the Crystal Clear Lake, Markie begins to slurp loudly from the Crystal Clear Lake. They look at eachother and begin to giggle as they remember all the fun they had playing together.
As they past the seven layers of the Candy Cane Forest, the Sea of Swirly Twirly Gumdrops, the Ice Cream Covered Candy Mountains and the Lincoln Tunnel they finally arrived at the loading dock to meet their immigrant grandparents, Bubbles and Toot, comming over from Chzeclaslovaklia. After yelling to the whole shipload of Jewish Mexicans, "GRANDPA STUCK HIS FINGER IN MY ASS! COCKFACE! SHIT! FUCK!" They flew to the Neverland Ranch. The ice cream was delicious. Bobbi and Markie look at eachother and begin to kiss slowly and passionatly. Because elephants don't wear tuxedos.
well...thats our story...hope you liked it
so this is what me and megan do when we dont go to school...
we write stories..and do really weird EmJay-like things..
Once upon a time, not too long ago, there was a queer little unicorn named Markie. It was last July, when Acid Loving Freaky Bears, more commonly known as his parents, were too colorful for their own good. Feefee and Doodoo took off and left Markie and his sister Bobbi all alone to deal with The Magical Kingdom of Babavar, where elephants walked the walked and talked the talk, all while wearing tuxedos.
Without any parental supervision, or water, Bobbi's tourettes were out of control, after killing four beavers, an antelope and a fairy-loving platypus. Meanwhile, on Markie and Bobbi's quest to find the land of the Lost Butterflies they stumbled through a fire breathing cave under the Water Kingdom of Troy. Luckily they were both nonflammable and water repellant. Bobbi screamed, FUCK BALLS SHIT COCK NIGGER POOP!" and realized how glad she was that her brother brought his parachute.
Markie and his big sister spend their days gleefully galloping among the clouds without a care in the world. Every now and then they stop to catch their breath and sip from the Crystal Clear Lake. As his sister timidly sips the refreshing water from the Crystal Clear Lake, Markie begins to slurp loudly from the Crystal Clear Lake. They look at eachother and begin to giggle as they remember all the fun they had playing together.
As they past the seven layers of the Candy Cane Forest, the Sea of Swirly Twirly Gumdrops, the Ice Cream Covered Candy Mountains and the Lincoln Tunnel they finally arrived at the loading dock to meet their immigrant grandparents, Bubbles and Toot, comming over from Chzeclaslovaklia. After yelling to the whole shipload of Jewish Mexicans, "GRANDPA STUCK HIS FINGER IN MY ASS! COCKFACE! SHIT! FUCK!" They flew to the Neverland Ranch. The ice cream was delicious. Bobbi and Markie look at eachother and begin to kiss slowly and passionatly. Because elephants don't wear tuxedos.
well...thats our story...hope you liked it