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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

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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

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Frankly, forty female fingers felt fantastically fascinating

:lol:

 

(And after such success, no doubt next time that...)

 

...he'll happily hover hungering hoping hotties harass!

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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.'

 

;-)


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