Gyrfalcon Posted January 20, 2006 Report Posted January 20, 2006 Wicked walruses wildly wallop wondering wiccans. (Bad walruses! BAD!)
Nimornril Posted January 20, 2006 Report Posted January 20, 2006 (edited) Xenon-sniffing xenophobic Xantippa xylographs x-rated x-chromosomes Edit: Translation: Xantippa, being afraid of aliens, inhales noble gasses while engraving pornographic chromosomes on wood Edited January 20, 2006 by Nimornril
lord_nor Posted January 20, 2006 Report Posted January 20, 2006 Yes, your youthfullness yearns yesterday's Yuletide.
Zadown Posted January 20, 2006 Report Posted January 20, 2006 (edited) Zonked zulu Zadown zeroes zestful zombies. Oh yes, it's yet another previously unseen brother, who through the link to the Zadowns of Terra has also been immersed in Zombie Club activity. Too bad the zombies got too zestful and had to be exterm... zeroed. With a spear, yes. It all makes perfect sense, eh? http://www.themightypen.net/public/style_emoticons/default/ohmy.gif Edited January 20, 2006 by Zadown
Tanuchan Posted January 20, 2006 Author Report Posted January 20, 2006 Arabian ancient aardvarks ardently ambushed atrocious ants. (What were those ants doing, anyway?)
Gwaihir Posted January 21, 2006 Report Posted January 21, 2006 Big bad bushwhackers beset beery bawdy banquets.
Laanders Posted January 21, 2006 Report Posted January 21, 2006 Curious catwoman cheerfully coloured crappy canteens cyan.
Nimornril Posted January 21, 2006 Report Posted January 21, 2006 Dancing devils denounce dark dragon's due debt
Patrick Posted January 21, 2006 Report Posted January 21, 2006 Especially evil elephants elegantly exterminated ecstatic elves.
Azuran Posted January 21, 2006 Report Posted January 21, 2006 Frankly, forty female fingers felt fantastically fascinating
Nimornril Posted January 21, 2006 Report Posted January 21, 2006 Gigantic gnarled ghosts gargle gray goo gallantly
Laanders Posted January 21, 2006 Report Posted January 21, 2006 (edited) Frankly, forty female fingers felt fantastically fascinating (And after such success, no doubt next time that...) ...he'll happily hover hungering hoping hotties harass! Edited January 21, 2006 by Laanders
Nimornril Posted January 22, 2006 Report Posted January 22, 2006 (edited) I've inherited insight into intelligent internet insurrections (Edit: typo) Edited January 22, 2006 by Nimornril
Patrick Posted January 22, 2006 Report Posted January 22, 2006 Jovially juggling jolly jelly, Jack jinxes jokers.
Tanuchan Posted January 22, 2006 Author Report Posted January 22, 2006 Kinky killer koalas knife knowledgeable kiwis' kidneys
Laanders Posted January 22, 2006 Report Posted January 22, 2006 Lovely lager lets lucid lust linger long.
Nimornril Posted January 22, 2006 Report Posted January 22, 2006 Maybe moronic mighty martian millipedes multiply madly
Wyvern Posted January 22, 2006 Report Posted January 22, 2006 Wyvern sets three tiny cups of Almost Dragonic Brand AlphaBet-a Cereal on the counter of his Cabaret table, then tags them with the sign "A+ for cutting the roofs of mouths" before kicking back in his seat. The overgrown lizard grunts as he tugs at the tape of the boxes at his side, then tosses several flimsy books onto the table. He then hops out of his seat and waves to pennites passing by, holding out a copy of the book and striking a sleazy salesman sneer. "Come one, come all! See what happenssss behind the scenes in DEF: the Untold Alphabet Story. Ssscandalous depictions of antelopes and zebras, right here!" "Lemme see that." Lord nor grabs a copy of the book. He looks both ways to make sure that nobody's watching him touch Almost Dragonic product, then flips it open. His eyes widen at the contents. DEF: the Untold Alphabet Story, Vol. 1 Brought to you by the notorious letter N. As Antlermane the antelope ambled through the wilderness, he observed the beavers in charge of building barriers. They were hard at work building the forts, but he was uncertain that their leader, Canid, would turn to cackling upon seeing the progress that they had made. The last time she had cackled, it had been at his father, Hooveherd the antelope, who had turned down the flower dress that Prosperro had offered as the price of failure. Beavers scurried left and right as the heavy artillery stepped in with earthshaking force. Antlermane watched them with wide eyes. The unit of eighty elephants would be their central offense, even if it was their fault that eleven eels were elected to the forest court. Canid had mentioned that animals brave enough to stop the human campfires would recieve fish, and Antlermane hoped that a shortage would result in the eels being tossed to the wolves. Certain that the beavers were doing their job and that the units were in place, Antlermane wandered to a clearing where a few gorillas were gaily gallivanting and knelt beside a pond for a drink. As his tongue lapped up the refreshing water, his eyes wandered to the trees, home to so many different peaceful birds. Those nests were still haunted by the ghosts of poachers and sleazeball toothpick industrialists. Humans. He knew that even the Inuit eskimo tribe, who were so close to nature, were merciless murderers of fish. He remembered a story of how they supposedly gutted the fat to insulate their igloos, and his quiet drink lost its flavour. "Hey!" Doubting the accuracy of the tall tale but still shivering at the thought, Antlermane glanced towards the gorillas of the clearing. He watched their joyful games of jumping jacks with sad eyes, wondering if the upcoming war would ever bring peace to the forest again. The thoughts of the lumberjacks made him grind his hooves in the dirt, and it was at that moment that Buzz the humming bird messenger landed on his left antler. "Hey, hey!" Everything seemed to go still for Antlermane as Buzz hummed to him in frantic tones. "It's begunnnn it's begunnnn! BigScale, one of the krakennnnn guards, was over- he was over, by the Oceannnnn fronnnnnt onnnnnn patrol, an-and there was a hummmmman wommmmmmmmmman rafting." "Oh God, BigScale? Not that pervert." "The very onnnnne! He got mmmmmmm cocky, so he decided to show'er his scales annnnnnd she kicked him in the fins! Annnd then she turned to her friennnnd, and was like 'see Laura, I told you he'd be-" "HEY!" Wyvern snatches the book from lord nor's hands and grits his teeth, pointing a claw to the price tag. "You wanna read about kinky krakenssss? Well, it's gonna cost you, the price is there for a reason." Wyvern casts a final glare at lord nor, then tosses a sheet of paper labeled "Alpha-Betting" on the table. "Now then, who wants to place the first bets on what the next word sequence will be? I'm gonna go with 'Naughty nude nymphs nuzzle numerous newlyweds nightly.' ;-)
Patrick Posted January 22, 2006 Report Posted January 22, 2006 Only original ornithologists offer orphans objectionable organs.
Laanders Posted January 22, 2006 Report Posted January 22, 2006 Please people, plenty perform pitifully poorly, poo!
Valka D'Ur Posted January 22, 2006 Report Posted January 22, 2006 Quenton quickly queried quiet quests' queer quirkiness.
Nimornril Posted January 22, 2006 Report Posted January 22, 2006 Ridiculous red rabbits ravage reasonably ripe rhubarb
Azuran Posted January 22, 2006 Report Posted January 22, 2006 Sighing softly, she said, “Someone’s surprisingly sexy.”
The Big Pointy One Posted January 23, 2006 Report Posted January 23, 2006 Typing till tomorrow takes time to train!
Laanders Posted January 23, 2006 Report Posted January 23, 2006 Ubiquitous undeads ultimately usurp useless urinating upstart.
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