that was below
the cement floor
which was slightly
cockeyed post-earthquake
and greenish mold
without any mycelium
// Because fungi never do… duh… 
it was then up to captain planet to save the day!
Captain Planet pondered on what ever happened to the three word rule before he
realized that the three word rule was only for the ‘three word story’ thread, and that he had no idea what had brought him to this strange and unfamiliar new thread. He was cold. He was tired. He was hungry. But most of all, he simply wanted to
Fly to cuba and drink Mojitos with some hot cuban chicas. Regardless, all he had to make do with was a bottle of old cheap brandy and a…
rag that had been used for purposes you’d rather not know about. He stuffed the rag into the bottle neck and lit it, screaming ‘Sic Semper Tyrannis!’, and
…unfortunately, somewhere between Dans lisp… his magic Genies low IQ… and a hearing infection … just like that, a dinosaur called Rex appeared… :yoshi:
and asked him for hotel recommendations. it had been a plethora of months that he had been walking and killing walking killing. the poor old dinosaur was tired and just wanted to relax in a hot tub with some really hot ladysaurs and munch on the remains of…
Huffing kittens.
But enough about motionman.
Which he is.
[QUOTE=Counterproductive;2337948]Which he is.[/QUOTE]
Plus he knows what a pun is.
All of a sudden, a magic scroll appeared, which read: “Average minds discuss events, great minds discuss ideas, small minds discuss people.”
Until he swiftly fell into the quicksand pit directly behind him and everyone laughed! :lol: :lol: :lol: :lol:
Fortunately for everyone (except for him) motionman95 had forgotten to keep up with his loan payments, so all of his possessions, including his magic carpet, were repossessed and sold at auction. He was left cold, alone, and hungry; forced to become a street performing kazoo player to make money.
