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what

 

cover them

 

in thick

 

horse milk

 

This is so cursed.

and slather

 

How is that cursed?? Horses make milk just like any mammal. In some cultures its normal...

It on

 

Idk, something about that mental image unnerves me. The thought of thick horse milk. So thick that it can be slathered on something like butter? I imagine it's also body temperature too. Ugh. Look, there's only one type of "milk" that fits that description, js.

exceedingly liberally.

>There once was not one who plays brawl while also was looking for a hot, single furry.

>So that one who understands how to be a part of destroying all like a certain virus called ebola.

>It is gay to believe in the military because they don't believe in jumping.
>Consequently, soldiers had a hard time washing their new iPhone with bleach because of very small jumping muscles.
>Their iPhones were better off without constant insertion of large sausages into their gaping charging ports.
>The general loved his six chins and nine Twitter followers, so he hosted mukbangs where he removed sausages from his blind husband's orifices.
>In conclusion, we might like sausages when there aren't soldiers to invade Twitter feeds.

>When a circus clown starts eating, he becomes ceremonially unclean and begins to convulse violently and excrete ichor.
>He decided to perform his favorite George Bush fanfic play where he flies jets into massive manmade constructions in the "Big Apple."
>The performance was not sufficiently realistic because he melted steel in the buildings using your mom.

>Tom's forehead (9" long) is so enormous that it blocks all sunlight, it ruins everything ever, and it shines brightly even in the worst visual conditions.

>Lord Roke watches Tom as he simultaneously hangs 127 ____s [<-----insert your favorite protected group here] from a freeway overpass because he hates ____s. [<-----insert your favorite protected group here]

>Egg rolls are too crunchy to shove down orifices without having to cover them in thick horse milk and slather it on exceedingly liberally.

 

I think you're just thinking things...

Creeper, aw

 

man. (That's it. That's the sentence. Throwback to what, 2016ish? Earlier?)

rmure

>There once was not one who plays brawl while also was looking for a hot, single furry.

>So that one who understands how to be a part of destroying all like a certain virus called ebola.

>It is gay to believe in the military because they don't believe in jumping.
>Consequently, soldiers had a hard time washing their new iPhone with bleach because of very small jumping muscles.
>Their iPhones were better off without constant insertion of large sausages into their gaping charging ports.
>The general loved his six chins and nine Twitter followers, so he hosted mukbangs where he removed sausages from his blind husband's orifices.
>In conclusion, we might like sausages when there aren't soldiers to invade Twitter feeds.

>When a circus clown starts eating, he becomes ceremonially unclean and begins to convulse violently and excrete ichor.
>He decided to perform his favorite George Bush fanfic play where he flies jets into massive manmade constructions in the "Big Apple."
>The performance was not sufficiently realistic because he melted steel in the buildings using your mom.

>Tom's forehead (9" long) is so enormous that it blocks all sunlight, it ruins everything ever, and it shines brightly even in the worst visual conditions.

>Lord Roke watches Tom as he simultaneously hangs 127 ____s [<-----insert your favorite protected group here] from a freeway overpass because he hates ____s. [<-----insert your favorite protected group here]

>Egg rolls are too crunchy to shove down orifices without having to cover them in thick horse milk and slather it on exceedingly liberally.

>Creeper, aw man.

 

Ur lame.. that was a good time

Mining away

 

Not sure if you missed rmure being the first word, but I'll roll with it. :v

pondered life

 

**** kinda calendar u have revenge was far before 2016

 

ahem.. this is 2 word story :c

whilst sitting

 

on a

Yes, but I ended the previous story with one word and then began a new one with the other word. iirc, this has precedent in the og two-word story thread. In retrospect, however, I don't like this idea, so I won't do it again. :v

 

hill. Isaac kept to himself - drawing pictures and playing with his toys as his mom watched Christian broadcasts on the television. Life was simple and they were both happy. That was, until the day Isaac's mom heard a voice from above. "Your son has become corrupted by sin. He needs to be saved." "I will do my best to save him, my Lord," Isaac's mother replied, rushing into Isaac's room, removing all that was evil from his life. Again, the voice called to her. "Isaac's soul is still corrupt. He needs to be cut off from all that is evil in this world and confess his sins." "I will follow your instructions, Lord. I have faith in Thee," Isaac's mother replied, as she locked Isaac in his room away from the evils of the world. One last time, Isaac's mom heard the voice of God calling to her. "You've done as I've asked, but I still question your devotion to Me. To prove your faith, I will ask one more thing of you." "Yes, Lord. Anything," Isaac's mother begged. "To prove your love and devotion, I require a sacrifice. Your son, Isaac, will be this sacrifice. Go into his room and end his life, as an offering to Me to prove you love Me above all else." "Yes, Lord," she replied, grabbing a butcher's knife from the kitchen. Isaac, watching through a crack in his door, trembled in fear. Scrambling around his room to find a hiding place, he noticed a trapdoor to the basement, hidden under his rug. Without hesitation, he flung open the hatch, just as his mother burst through his door, and threw himself down into the unknown depths below.

 

Spoiler: Previous Stories

>There once was not one who plays brawl while also was looking for a hot, single furry.

>So that one who understands how to be a part of destroying all like a certain virus called ebola.

>It is gay to believe in the military because they don't believe in jumping.
>Consequently, soldiers had a hard time washing their new iPhone with bleach because of very small jumping muscles.
>Their iPhones were better off without constant insertion of large sausages into their gaping charging ports.
>The general loved his six chins and nine Twitter followers, so he hosted mukbangs where he removed sausages from his blind husband's orifices.
>In conclusion, we might like sausages when there aren't soldiers to invade Twitter feeds.

>When a circus clown starts eating, he becomes ceremonially unclean and begins to convulse violently and excrete ichor.
>He decided to perform his favorite George Bush fanfic play where he flies jets into massive manmade constructions in the "Big Apple."
>The performance was not sufficiently realistic because he melted steel in the buildings using your mom.

>Tom's forehead (9" long) is so enormous that it blocks all sunlight, it ruins everything ever, and it shines brightly even in the worst visual conditions.

>Lord Roke watches Tom as he simultaneously hangs 127 ____s [<-----insert your favorite protected group here] from a freeway overpass because he hates ____s. [<-----insert your favorite protected group here]

>Egg rolls are too crunchy to shove down orifices without having to cover them in thick horse milk and slather it on exceedingly liberally.

>Creeper, aw man.

>rmure, mining away, pondered life whilst sitting on a hill.

This hill

 

Great game. Might play tn now so ty
Not my 2 words ^

Is very

Mining away was scrapped wasn't it? Shouldn't it be rmure, pondered life whilst sitting on a hill

 

i discovered isaac when i was 11 bruh that was some crazy ****

rebirth was still new

 

squishy because

Naw, I said I'd roll with it. :v

 

of its