YE, LIKE U GOING TO SEE ALL THOSE UNCLES OF YOURS

YOU POOR BOY.

not anymore the policeman helps me now

hatstand are fun like shoe trees and toastforks like door ferniture. like phone sock or paper plane all these things scare me out of my wits.

When a milsh returns from a long voyage out to the ocean of spectacle illness nothing else compares to the wonders of his future life as a cable car painter. Only once the Golden Finger nail has fallen will the tiny Malaysian spice rack salesman find the key to his once forgotten past life as an antelope with 2 and a half legs. The rabbit from France must now seek another cause other than his long lost battle for survival in a world now ravaged by the horrors of too much mushroom growing. Little does the Peruvian linguist know, he will be gunned down at the first sign of a blue cherry falling from the crystal maple tree. This concludes my story in a land called Milshia.

He said totaly random not so random it dosent make sence xD

What be the story that goes into the land of fairies? nothing! said the horse radish. Now wheres my meningitis cure? Damnit it has fallen in the rainbow sugar...this shall spell the end of water as we know it - ah well there shall be water suppliments known as concoodles i say! WHAT! no concoodles no donkey? this outrages me ever so slighty. Fairy pinchy; lively goblin; cyan warlock. This shall be the day in which the silver pendant makes its match against lucifer. Ask me this: why do the eggs not bury themselves in the soil produced by the men who live in the hills of athens? Never cattle? never WOLF i say not the cattle no never cattle...Oh no here comes the concoodles again we shall run for they will turn our skin purple and make us say things such as hagabloot and monturut that shall be what it is never not no! Dear me some poor young bull mastif is eating the remains of a parrot tainted by the curse of a hawaiian bamboo crafter, the mastif will surely become large and muslim after this close encounter...Once again i conclude my story in a land called Milshia.

Reading that gave me an orgasmic headache

When a fish flies to the closest cloud to the building surrounded by fungi, the eggs shall explode with a yellow plasma which will sink through the kidneys and livers of nearby kangaroos. When a testicle erupts petrol it means that the blue mince will slowly decrease in weight and therefore spell the beginning of the rise of the rabbit warlord. "Never before seen" said a mexican with no arms. He shall once be gone into the forest of handiness and never return. What might he say? I do not know! I cannot tell...Where is my giraffe skin mister joker, i be cold now and want some appendix soup! Yes sir i shall make your soup but first i must ask for a small deposit of tadpole urine. Ah yes the urine slave of course they shall be done soon no? I say thank you sir but first i must feel the wrath of the one eyed platypus with no left ankle. Hmm platypus it would seem the glowing balls are falling from the sky again...oh well it was nice knowing you *Smchako-ka-ka-ka-prau*. Once again i conclude my story from a land called Milshia.