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everyones sock drawer.
But the plan failed miserably when....... |
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The J.L.A got wind of the plan and the flash...........
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the dryer spun all the socks into that unknown dimension that socks go to so he had to try
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rounding them up into little cardboard tubes, so he could
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use them as weapons to fight off the alien creatures that would enter his home through that unknown dryer dimension and take him by the
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ears and shove him off to another universe........ BUT.....suddenly
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big toes, out to the little house where they would
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Edited by
Ladylid2012
on
Sat 11/21/09 05:36 PM
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have their alien bowl movements and leave an oder that would burn his eyes and nose so badly, he knew he had to do something drastic so he got out the big guns and walked to the outhouse and
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suddenly found that not only were the seats missing but that the Flash had
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a beautiful maiden in a lovely frock with massive cleavage and she looked at him with those big brown eyes and said...
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lets run off to Rio and get ourselves a big bowl of
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ganga..and smoke our brains out and make mad passionate love till we can't breath anymore, then have a big party and invite
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superman so he can fly off to Bangkok and bring us back some
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hashish and we can continue our party and the frying of brain cells, matters not, they grow back any way, and we can have more sex until my husband gets here and says
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"I'll get the camera, but first...."
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can I have a shot with my wife cause iI really get tired of sloppy seconds..she's a tramp and I'm so tired of her..you can have her and she said
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"if I wanted a mini ding dong I'd go to the grocery store, Remember the last time you
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tried to spoon feed me ding dongs..i threw up all over you. You wiped my chin and we had agreed that no more flying on supermans back because once i got so far into the sky i would turn into a
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duck, which really sucked because I have no quacken idea how to land, so take your camera and
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