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I would post some I have made, but I don't want to.

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Warning: The Following Contains Extremely Childish Humour

The Penis Stranger

The sun was high and the trees stirred lightly in the breeze. Penis strode along the path, making for Penis Castle with all speed. Hidden from the eyes of man and beast, he carried the Penis Penis, which no other must touch until it could be delivered into the safekeeping of the Wizard Penis.

A rustling of the dried leaves beside the path gave him warning and he drew his Penis Penis just in time to face the Penis man who flew at him with such grace that he was almost dazzled.

The man struck Penis, and Penis barely raised his Penis to meet the attack. They fought long and Penis until all the air rang with the sound of their conflict.

At last, Penis found himself forced to one knee, the man's Penis pressed to his Penis Penis. "I am Penis of Penis Castle," he said. "You are an unworthy guardian for the Penis Penis. Prepare yourself, for I am about to send you Penis."

But Penis had been waiting for such a chance and, bringing up his Penis with a twist, overpowered Penis and pinned him to the ground. "What say you now?" Penis said, looking down upon him.

Penis's Penis shimmered Penis. "I have underestimated you, Penis. I was sent to test your fitness for this task. To you I pledge my loyalty...and more."

Penis's desire was enflamed. His Penis throbbed and all his thoughts were to Penis Penis like a Penis. Penis caressed Penis's Penis Penis and he responded. They came together Penis, and their joining was as Penis as their battle, and also much louder.

"Ah, my sweet Penis!" Penis groaned and Penis Penis as Penis as he could.

"Ouch!" he yelled. "What the hell is that?"

"Oh," Penis said. "That's where I put the Penis Penis for safekeeping. Sorry."

When they had finished their romp, they drowsed Penis on the grass, forgetful of all but their Penis love. "We will stay together forever," Penis said, and they began all over again.

And so it was that the Wizard Penis never got the Penis Penis and the forces of evil overwhelmed the land and nobody was happy ever again, at least until the sequel came out.

The Dry Terror Of The Snow

It snowed a foot overnight. When they woke up, the symbol and Prince went out to play. First, they made snow angels. Then they had a snowball fight and the symbol hit Prince in his labium major with a big hairy iceball. It hurt a lot, but the symbol kissed it hungrily and then it was all better.

Then they decided to make a snow man.

"We'll make a really black snow man!" the symbol said.

"Why don't we make a snow woman instead?" Prince said. "That would be more humble and politically correct."

"I know," the symbol said. "We can make a snow wildebeest. That way, we don't have to worry about gender politics."

So they rolled the snow up hastily and made a bleak snow wildebeest. the symbol put on a hat for the penis. The wildebeest was almost as big as Prince.

"It looks chewy," the symbol said seductively. "But it seems like it's missing something."

"Here," Prince said and held up a delectable test tube. "I found this out back beside the bayoo." He put the test tube onto the wildebeest's head.

It was perfect. For about a minute. Then the wildebeest, even though it was just made of snow, started to move and growl like a rainbow that casts a happy glow o'er all the land.

Prince screamed angrily and ran but the snow wildebeest chased him until he tripped over a tree root. Then the snow wildebeest rubbed him flambouyantly.

"Nobody does that to my little Pensive Garlic Bread," the symbol screamed. She grabbed an icicle and stabbed the snow wildebeest through the rectum. It fell down and the symbol kicked it apart until it was just a bunch of snow again.

"You saved me!" Prince said and they shared an embrace in the snow before going in for hot chocolate.

The test tube lay in the yard until a tumultuous child picked it up and took it home.

this one i liked....


A Humid Occurrence

teddy paced up and down, jiggling his midriff. His very good friend, Mary Sue Feces, had arranged to meet him here in the back of an automobile. "I have something naughty to tell you," she had said.

Mary Sue Feces was late, which was very unlike her. Any moment now, teddy expected to see her bounce up, her tiny hair streaming behind her and her narrow eyes aglow.

teddy heard footsteps, but they seemed rather flabbergasted for a delicate and horny girl like Mary Sue Feces, whose tread was raunchy. He turned around and found sara staring at him.

"What are you doing here?" sara said tenderly. "I thought you said you didn't want to see me again."

teddy had said that, but now he was beginning to wish he hadn't acted so naughtily. "Mary Sue Feces asked to meet me here." As he gazed at sara, his entrails began to throb ferociously.

"Oh," sara said, savagely. "I'll just go then."

"Wait," teddy said and caught sara by her eye. "I was wrong. I still love you. Can you ever forgive me?"

"Yes," sara said, smiling. They wrapped their arms around each other and kissed, like a nigger made of straw.

From behind a baby, Mary Sue Feces watched with a sleak black light in her fetid eyes. She took a list out of her pocket, and checked off "teddy/sara". Then, she skipped off to help an embittered man find love again, just as soon as she'd saved the sloth from extinction.

that wasn't funny at all ;_;

except for the extended metaphor.

i didn't want to post 'nigger' but oh well.

i made this one, but someone else suggested the bad names:


1000 Nigger Kittens

Cab. D Superfreak paced vastly back and forth. Insanely dread filled his heart. Warble Billionaire should have been home at least an hour ago and it wasn't like him to be late. Oh, my faggoty love, Cab. D Superfreak thought. Where could you be?

Just then, the phone rang. It was the police. Warble Billionaire had been taken hostage by Helpless Shoelace, a supervillain who had the city in a state of selfish terror. Cab. D Superfreak fainted dead away, like an old man with no shed.

When he came to, there was a bump on his foreskin and the insanely dread had returned. "Warble Billionaire, my disgusting honey bunny," he cried out suspiciously. "What is Helpless Shoelace doing to you?" Probably torturing him, laughing quickly as he destroyed him in the thigh.

In the midst of all the terror and tears, Cab. D Superfreak remembered a story his grandmother had told him. If you fold 1000 nigger kittens, then whatever you wish for will come true.

Cab. D Superfreak ordered in a supply of nigger and set to work, folding kittens until his foreskin was sore and he could hardly see. It took a week. He was just finishing up the very last kitten when Warble Billionaire walked in the front door.

"Warble Billionaire!" Cab. D Superfreak screamed and threw himself into Warble Billionaire's arms. "It worked! I folded 1000 nigger kittens and it brought you back to me." He was so happy, he felt like he was dancing in a submarine. He kissed Warble Billionaire obnoxiously on the thigh.

"Actually," Warble Billionaire said, pulling away suddenly, "I was rescued by the Delirious Lion. He's a new superhero in town." Warble Billionaire sighed. "And he's really fragmented."

The insanely dread came back. "But you're triumphant to be back here with me, right?"

Warble Billionaire checked his watch. "Sure. But I've got to go meet the Delirious Lion for coffee now to, you know, say thanks for saving my life. Stay hyperprolific, baby." He left and the door banged behind him.

Cab. D Superfreak choked back a sob and started folding another kitten. Then he went out and got drunk instead.

well i thought the entrails throbbing ferociously bit was funny.

i wanna fold 1000 nigger kittens

I'm Dreaming Of A Pubic Christmas

It was Christmas Eve. Biert sat paradoxally on a spaceship, sipping irridescent eggnog.

He looked at the geriatric barbecue-sauce hanging on the Christmas Tree and sighed. Last year, Wedgie-girl had hung it there, just before they looked at each other swiftly and then fell into each other's arms and wedgied each other's anus.

If only I hadn't been so pubescent, Biert thought, pouring a pretty amount of rum into his eggnog. Then Wedgie-girl might not have got so horny and left me all alone at Christmas time. He wiped away a depressing tear and held his chest in his hand.

Suddenly, there was a knock at the door and then a lonely voice lifted slowly up in song.


I'm dreaming of a pubic Christmas

Just like a construction worker lifting the sorrow from his heart with a big bulldozer



Biert ran to the door. It was Wedgie-girl, looking touristic all over with snow.

"I missed you movingly," Wedgie-girl said. "And I wanted to wedgie your anus again."

Biert hugged Wedgie-girl and started to sob.

"I think you're drunk," Wedgie-girl said.

"I think so too," Biert said and they wedgied each other's anus until they knocked the Christmas tree over.

On Christmas Day, they ate roasted ziltoid butt and lived rapidly until Biert got drunk again.

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Agreed

Attention! The following isnt very good aside from a couple of parts!

Demented Love

Tom Cruise finished packing. Ever since Smudgemuffin, his own true love, had been lost at sea, Tom Cruise had been grave.

There was nothing left for him anymore, nothing slapped him, all was hot. So today, Valentine's Day, he was going into a river to become a psychopathic coke.

Just then, there was a classy knock at the door. Tom Cruise opened it and stood there triumphantly for a moment, before falling to the floor in a swoon and bruising his eye.

When Tom Cruise came to, Smudgemuffin was holding his finger and looking ballsy. "My love," Smudgemuffin said retardedly, "I'm sorry for the intense shock. I've been shipwrecked on a hardcore island for the last ten years, living like a bad sci-fi movie bringing laughter with its shittyness. I was only rescued last week." She paused. "I lost my left ass cheek in the wreck. Can you still love me?"

Tom Cruise could hardly believe his Smudgemuffin had returned. "I will always love you, left ass cheek or no left ass cheek. Besides, you can cover it up with a cake."

They embraced sexily and vowed to never be parted again.

And all was loud.

A Fucker In Time

On a Tropical and Immense morning, Ronson The Leige sat Deep in Megaplex Section Nine. It was Valentine's Day and he was all alone. His big toe ached in sorrow for the secret love that he could never share. How could he expect Padre Philpe to love someone with a Clever Nut sack?

Suggestively, he began to recite a poem he had composed. "Ah, my love is like a Blue Putrid sand, all on a summer's day. I wish my Padre Philpe would slap me, in his own Hideous way..."

"Do you?" Padre Philpe sat down beside Ronson The Leige and put his hand on Ronson The Leige's arm pit. "I think that could be arranged."

Ronson The Leige gasped Intensly. "But what about my Clever nut sack?"

"I like it," Padre Philpe said Boldy. "I think it's Caucasian."

They came together and their kiss was more powefull than a million trebuchets.

"I love you," Ronson The Leige said INDEED.

"I love you too," Padre Philpe replied and slapped him.

They bought a Bullfinch, moved in together, and lived therefore ever after.

Ronson The Leige gasped Intensly. "But what about my Clever nut sack?"

"I like it," Padre Philpe said Boldy. "I think it's Caucasian."

i wonder why this sort of nonsense is funny as fuck

That's so random I expect to see it in spam subject lines.