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Cormac · Post by **Cormac** » Sun May 29, 2016 1:05 am

This story begins in a galaxy where jellybeans are sentient and trolls thrive. It is also improper to ask how to reach an alternate dimension, as knowing would surely cause them to close the intergalactic dimensional gateways. The cinnamon king rules over this slightly sour duchy with an iron fist. The incumbent fascist duck meanwhile is promoting a revolt against all chocolate and pancakes. So terrible is the panic surrounding fascist duck's revolt that pancakes have united their tribes. Meanwhile, in the western kingdoms a great plague runs unchecked because Festavo failed to follow proper courting rituals, this angered Beastbeard who then decided to release a capitalist duck named Quackington the third so he could ravage the countryside. In a startling display of Fest's generosity he donated three french whores to a homosexual sheep who wants some disco clubs erected along the red light district. Meanwhile, in the Capitol, Quackington the third decided that he truly needed a mystical shaman with the ability to turn anything into twinkies, so off he went to the magical realm of Kerfluffle to meet the one eyed goat prophesied to herald the end of this sentence. Spasmodically a great beast with many horns and five eyes systematically massacred the rap opponent with huge bat-like appendages that protruded from its nose. In the realm of sentient walri there was a walrus named Jeb he was unlike any other walrus. He had high hopes that one

Fedele · Post by **Fedele** » Sun May 29, 2016 1:07 am

This story begins in a galaxy where jellybeans are sentient and trolls thrive. It is also improper to ask how to reach an alternate dimension, as knowing would surely cause them to close the intergalactic dimensional gateways. The cinnamon king rules over this slightly sour duchy with an iron fist. The incumbent fascist duck meanwhile is promoting a revolt against all chocolate and pancakes. So terrible is the panic surrounding fascist duck's revolt that pancakes have united their tribes. Meanwhile, in the western kingdoms a great plague runs unchecked because Festavo failed to follow proper courting rituals, this angered Beastbeard who then decided to release a capitalist duck named Quackington the third so he could ravage the countryside. In a startling display of Fest's generosity he donated three french whores to a homosexual sheep who wants some disco clubs erected along the red light district. Meanwhile, in the Capitol, Quackington the third decided that he truly needed a mystical shaman with the ability to turn anything into twinkies, so off he went to the magical realm of Kerfluffle to meet the one eyed goat prophesied to herald the end of this sentence. Spasmodically a great beast with many horns and five eyes systematically massacred the rap opponent with huge bat-like appendages that protruded from its nose. In the realm of sentient walri there was a walrus named Jeb he was unlike any other walrus. He had high hopes that one billion dollars in

Cormac · Post by **Cormac** » Sun May 29, 2016 1:08 am

This story begins in a galaxy where jellybeans are sentient and trolls thrive. It is also improper to ask how to reach an alternate dimension, as knowing would surely cause them to close the intergalactic dimensional gateways. The cinnamon king rules over this slightly sour duchy with an iron fist. The incumbent fascist duck meanwhile is promoting a revolt against all chocolate and pancakes. So terrible is the panic surrounding fascist duck's revolt that pancakes have united their tribes. Meanwhile, in the western kingdoms a great plague runs unchecked because Festavo failed to follow proper courting rituals, this angered Beastbeard who then decided to release a capitalist duck named Quackington the third so he could ravage the countryside. In a startling display of Fest's generosity he donated three french whores to a homosexual sheep who wants some disco clubs erected along the red light district. Meanwhile, in the Capitol, Quackington the third decided that he truly needed a mystical shaman with the ability to turn anything into twinkies, so off he went to the magical realm of Kerfluffle to meet the one eyed goat prophesied to herald the end of this sentence. Spasmodically a great beast with many horns and five eyes systematically massacred the rap opponent with huge bat-like appendages that protruded from its nose. In the realm of sentient walri there was a walrus named Jeb he was unlike any other walrus. He had high hopes that one billion dollars in blackjack and hookers

Fedele · Post by **Fedele** » Sun May 29, 2016 1:18 am

This story begins in a galaxy where jellybeans are sentient and trolls thrive. It is also improper to ask how to reach an alternate dimension, as knowing would surely cause them to close the intergalactic dimensional gateways. The cinnamon king rules over this slightly sour duchy with an iron fist. The incumbent fascist duck meanwhile is promoting a revolt against all chocolate and pancakes. So terrible is the panic surrounding fascist duck's revolt that pancakes have united their tribes. Meanwhile, in the western kingdoms a great plague runs unchecked because Festavo failed to follow proper courting rituals, this angered Beastbeard who then decided to release a capitalist duck named Quackington the third so he could ravage the countryside. In a startling display of Fest's generosity he donated three french whores to a homosexual sheep who wants some disco clubs erected along the red light district. Meanwhile, in the Capitol, Quackington the third decided that he truly needed a mystical shaman with the ability to turn anything into twinkies, so off he went to the magical realm of Kerfluffle to meet the one eyed goat prophesied to herald the end of this sentence. Spasmodically a great beast with many horns and five eyes systematically massacred the rap opponent with huge bat-like appendages that protruded from its nose. In the realm of sentient walri there was a walrus named Jeb he was unlike any other walrus. He had high hopes that one billion dollars in blackjack and hookers would satisfy Cormac.

Gradea · Post by **Gradea** » Sun May 29, 2016 1:19 am

This story begins in a galaxy where jellybeans are sentient and trolls thrive. It is also improper to ask how to reach an alternate dimension, as knowing would surely cause them to close the intergalactic dimensional gateways. The cinnamon king rules over this slightly sour duchy with an iron fist. The incumbent fascist duck meanwhile is promoting a revolt against all chocolate and pancakes. So terrible is the panic surrounding fascist duck's revolt that pancakes have united their tribes. Meanwhile, in the western kingdoms a great plague runs unchecked because Festavo failed to follow proper courting rituals, this angered Beastbeard who then decided to release a capitalist duck named Quackington the third so he could ravage the countryside. In a startling display of Fest's generosity he donated three french whores to a homosexual sheep who wants some disco clubs erected along the red light district. Meanwhile, in the Capitol, Quackington the third decided that he truly needed a mystical shaman with the ability to turn anything into twinkies, so off he went to the magical realm of Kerfluffle to meet the one eyed goat prophesied to herald the end of this sentence. Spasmodically a great beast with many horns and five eyes systematically massacred the rap opponent with huge bat-like appendages that protruded from its nose. In the realm of sentient walri there was a walrus named Jeb he was unlike any other walrus. He had high hopes that one billion dollars in blackjack and hookers would satisfy Cormac. On the otherside of the galaxy, Gradea ate a sandwich that would one day cause the end of all reality.

Cormac · Post by **Cormac** » Sun May 29, 2016 1:19 am

This story begins in a galaxy where jellybeans are sentient and trolls thrive. It is also improper to ask how to reach an alternate dimension, as knowing would surely cause them to close the intergalactic dimensional gateways. The cinnamon king rules over this slightly sour duchy with an iron fist. The incumbent fascist duck meanwhile is promoting a revolt against all chocolate and pancakes. So terrible is the panic surrounding fascist duck's revolt that pancakes have united their tribes. Meanwhile, in the western kingdoms a great plague runs unchecked because Festavo failed to follow proper courting rituals, this angered Beastbeard who then decided to release a capitalist duck named Quackington the third so he could ravage the countryside. In a startling display of Fest's generosity he donated three french whores to a homosexual sheep who wants some disco clubs erected along the red light district. Meanwhile, in the Capitol, Quackington the third decided that he truly needed a mystical shaman with the ability to turn anything into twinkies, so off he went to the magical realm of Kerfluffle to meet the one eyed goat prophesied to herald the end of this sentence. Spasmodically a great beast with many horns and five eyes systematically massacred the rap opponent with huge bat-like appendages that protruded from its nose. In the realm of sentient walri there was a walrus named Jeb he was unlike any other walrus. He had high hopes that one billion dollars in blackjack and hookers would satisfy Cormac.

But Cormac could

(Just three words, Gradea.

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Fedele · Post by **Fedele** » Sun May 29, 2016 1:27 am

This story begins in a galaxy where jellybeans are sentient and trolls thrive. It is also improper to ask how to reach an alternate dimension, as knowing would surely cause them to close the intergalactic dimensional gateways. The cinnamon king rules over this slightly sour duchy with an iron fist. The incumbent fascist duck meanwhile is promoting a revolt against all chocolate and pancakes. So terrible is the panic surrounding fascist duck's revolt that pancakes have united their tribes. Meanwhile, in the western kingdoms a great plague runs unchecked because Festavo failed to follow proper courting rituals, this angered Beastbeard who then decided to release a capitalist duck named Quackington the third so he could ravage the countryside. In a startling display of Fest's generosity he donated three french whores to a homosexual sheep who wants some disco clubs erected along the red light district. Meanwhile, in the Capitol, Quackington the third decided that he truly needed a mystical shaman with the ability to turn anything into twinkies, so off he went to the magical realm of Kerfluffle to meet the one eyed goat prophesied to herald the end of this sentence. Spasmodically a great beast with many horns and five eyes systematically massacred the rap opponent with huge bat-like appendages that protruded from its nose. In the realm of sentient walri there was a walrus named Jeb he was unlike any other walrus. He had high hopes that one billion dollars in blackjack and hookers would satisfy Cormac.

But Cormac could taste the bold

Cormac · Post by **Cormac** » Sun May 29, 2016 1:29 am

This story begins in a galaxy where jellybeans are sentient and trolls thrive. It is also improper to ask how to reach an alternate dimension, as knowing would surely cause them to close the intergalactic dimensional gateways. The cinnamon king rules over this slightly sour duchy with an iron fist. The incumbent fascist duck meanwhile is promoting a revolt against all chocolate and pancakes. So terrible is the panic surrounding fascist duck's revolt that pancakes have united their tribes. Meanwhile, in the western kingdoms a great plague runs unchecked because Festavo failed to follow proper courting rituals, this angered Beastbeard who then decided to release a capitalist duck named Quackington the third so he could ravage the countryside. In a startling display of Fest's generosity he donated three french whores to a homosexual sheep who wants some disco clubs erected along the red light district. Meanwhile, in the Capitol, Quackington the third decided that he truly needed a mystical shaman with the ability to turn anything into twinkies, so off he went to the magical realm of Kerfluffle to meet the one eyed goat prophesied to herald the end of this sentence. Spasmodically a great beast with many horns and five eyes systematically massacred the rap opponent with huge bat-like appendages that protruded from its nose. In the realm of sentient walri there was a walrus named Jeb he was unlike any other walrus. He had high hopes that one billion dollars in blackjack and hookers would satisfy Cormac.

But Cormac could taste the bold flavor of sweet

Gradea · Post by **Gradea** » Sat Jun 04, 2016 6:42 am

This story begins in a galaxy where jellybeans are sentient and trolls thrive. It is also improper to ask how to reach an alternate dimension, as knowing would surely cause them to close the intergalactic dimensional gateways. The cinnamon king rules over this slightly sour duchy with an iron fist. The incumbent fascist duck meanwhile is promoting a revolt against all chocolate and pancakes. So terrible is the panic surrounding fascist duck's revolt that pancakes have united their tribes. Meanwhile, in the western kingdoms a great plague runs unchecked because Festavo failed to follow proper courting rituals, this angered Beastbeard who then decided to release a capitalist duck named Quackington the third so he could ravage the countryside. In a startling display of Fest's generosity he donated three french whores to a homosexual sheep who wants some disco clubs erected along the red light district. Meanwhile, in the Capitol, Quackington the third decided that he truly needed a mystical shaman with the ability to turn anything into twinkies, so off he went to the magical realm of Kerfluffle to meet the one eyed goat prophesied to herald the end of this sentence. Spasmodically a great beast with many horns and five eyes systematically massacred the rap opponent with huge bat-like appendages that protruded from its nose. In the realm of sentient walri there was a walrus named Jeb he was unlike any other walrus. He had high hopes that one billion dollars in blackjack and hookers would satisfy Cormac.

But Cormac could taste the bold flavor of sweet fenda blood which

Fedele · Post by **Fedele** » Sat Jun 04, 2016 9:04 am

This story begins in a galaxy where jellybeans are sentient and trolls thrive. It is also improper to ask how to reach an alternate dimension, as knowing would surely cause them to close the intergalactic dimensional gateways. The cinnamon king rules over this slightly sour duchy with an iron fist. The incumbent fascist duck meanwhile is promoting a revolt against all chocolate and pancakes. So terrible is the panic surrounding fascist duck's revolt that pancakes have united their tribes. Meanwhile, in the western kingdoms a great plague runs unchecked because Festavo failed to follow proper courting rituals, this angered Beastbeard who then decided to release a capitalist duck named Quackington the third so he could ravage the countryside. In a startling display of Fest's generosity he donated three french whores to a homosexual sheep who wants some disco clubs erected along the red light district. Meanwhile, in the Capitol, Quackington the third decided that he truly needed a mystical shaman with the ability to turn anything into twinkies, so off he went to the magical realm of Kerfluffle to meet the one eyed goat prophesied to herald the end of this sentence. Spasmodically a great beast with many horns and five eyes systematically massacred the rap opponent with huge bat-like appendages that protruded from its nose. In the realm of sentient walri there was a walrus named Jeb he was unlike any other walrus. He had high hopes that one billion dollars in blackjack and hookers would satisfy Cormac.

But Cormac could taste the bold flavor of sweet fenda blood which trickled down the