a waste of howeverlong it takes to read this (standard:other, 343 words)
Author: VenomousLobster	Added: Mar 21 2001	Views/Reads: 3514/8	Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
really odd

I have a little bird and it is trapped horribly it ended
indiscriminately inside it a corridor in yellow straw at McDonald's.  
My loins go out to the family is of those killed in the New York City 
Sears Tower bombings and I believe they deserved their fate does 
horrible disgusting capitalist pains discussed main I do not spit upon 
my fellow man instead I piss on him and he dances and big delicious is 
a giant fish than once upon a time as a giant fish walked into a 
Starbucks and the person at the counter at Starbucks said to the big 
fish you are a big fish we cannot serve you and so the fish asked why 
cannot serve me do if you prick may do I not believe if I am a fish 
fishy fish fish fish.  And so the fish left distraught unable to come 
up with a coherent and sentence and so he went off to the Sears Tower 
of New York with a firecracker but it didn't go off, so he returned to 
the Starbucks and spake he thus to the greasy zit faced boy behind the 
counter: "no longer shall I tolerate this ridiculous story, it has bad 
grammar and the off there hasn't tensioned my pants even once.  Every 
doctor "author" should give his characters pants a good going over 
before he starts out on his story.  But for some reason I have been 
dreamed up by and idiot" said the big fish "a jabbering moron whose 
writing this story when he supposed to be doing his English homework, I 
longed to hit him repeatedly in the loins with a monster Miata."  And, 
suddenly, without warning a parent pants sleep interview the pants said 
to "........." because it is a parent pants and they can't talk can you 
are just having a hallucination in fact you're not really reading this 
what actually happened is: the author snuck up behind you and injected 
you and with a pint of L. S. D. have a nice day.


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