Let's make a story # 3

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Happy New Year screamed Waynetravis to Carek who sipped expensive Ripple and Boone's Farm just like Otis did when he slapped Barney Fife silly and drunkenly. Poor Mr Fife, he gagged on an air mattress filled with lemon juice, miniature mandarin oranges, nitrous oxide and fake plastic vomit monkeys like gelatin molds, cakes frosted without sugar or sprinkles but with flaming lips smooching sugary kisses passionately among the lillies of the yellow family of Winnie-the-Pooh beanie babies. The shirts of those beanie babies were very tight and see-through like lemons singing falsetto in and out of harmony with life and gusto. Never pee near children without tickets for U2 3D becaue Bono likes peeing statues of marble and bird droppings from pidgeons who ate too much cereal without permission from the Burger King Kong. Flying with joy is particularly as easy with pogo sticks bouncing up and down while licking popsicles as they float melting, and yet she gave all platypus' a smooch on bended knees while scratching his flapper. "OH MY GOD, LOOK!" what the hell did Uberbeaver wear to his Christening afterparty, it looks exactly like tie-dyed underwear billowing from the back. Alan Rickman wore velvet and a speedo in the nude! Seven old pizzas zoomed over my blanket like teepee as flocks of seagulls parachuted towards Starbucks for grande mochachinos with a lot of whipped cream floating along with Pam Anderson's boobs which were enormouos and floated away in different patterns and popped scattering silicone all over Uberbeaver which he licked graciously while humming LaBamba while dancing naked. Without warning, Kid Rock died. All Pamela Anderson shimmied toward the armadillo that had lipstick on its puckered eyeballs and wore platform pants that stuck to its tongue whenever it tongued a Pamela eyeball. That was sticky FLOOR on Pamela Anderson with with syrup and feathers tickling over many clouds hanging with fluffy winds blowing as fast as hokey the tortoise can fly from here to kites. What happened next was understandable and stupid, just simply embarrassing and predictable. OK here goes....another minor observation
 
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