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Post by Bhu ♥ Irwin on Apr 11, 2011 17:21:35 GMT -5
At noon, the cat wanted to steal a rat, just as it scampered by with my father's sock on its head! It didn't like him so it burned its tail. That was its way to create havoc for my family. I had the cat go and eat the rat's shoebox with all his family in it! But then he found a Folami who was very loyal to rats. The Falomi happily ate the family except I got my rubber baseball and cleverly made a contraption and trapped it. Then the Folami chewed the baseball into a little pulp. It was then that it rained. It rained blood and chocolate cupcakes with sprinkles as we feasted upon rat eyes in a washing machine. Someone turned on the blender and scared the family into pushing the rat eyes down the hat of the Mad Hatter. He was very intrigued by this so he asked how to dance the polka. I caught a sunbeam to teach everyone the rain polka. So then we were all....
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Post by Kunabee on Apr 17, 2011 16:28:32 GMT -5
At noon, the cat wanted to steal a rat, just as it scampered by with my father's sock on its head! It didn't like him so it burned its tail. That was its way to create havoc for my family. I had the cat go and eat the rat's shoebox with all his family in it! But then he found a Folami who was very loyal to rats. The Falomi happily ate the family except I got my rubber baseball and cleverly made a contraption and trapped it. Then the Folami chewed the baseball into a little pulp. It was then that it rained. It rained blood and chocolate cupcakes with sprinkles as we feasted upon rat eyes in a washing machine. Someone turned on the blender and scared the family into pushing the rat eyes down the hat of the Mad Hatter. He was very intrigued by this so he asked how to dance the polka. I caught a sunbeam to teach everyone the rain polka. So then we were all dancing like wild
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Post by Bhu ♥ Irwin on Apr 17, 2011 17:55:18 GMT -5
At noon, the cat wanted to steal a rat, just as it scampered by with my father's sock on its head! It didn't like him so it burned its tail. That was its way to create havoc for my family. I had the cat go and eat the rat's shoebox with all his family in it! But then he found a Folami who was very loyal to rats. The Falomi happily ate the family except I got my rubber baseball and cleverly made a contraption and trapped it. Then the Folami chewed the baseball into a little pulp. It was then that it rained. It rained blood and chocolate cupcakes with sprinkles as we feasted upon rat eyes in a washing machine. Someone turned on the blender and scared the family into pushing the rat eyes down the hat of the Mad Hatter. He was very intrigued by this so he asked how to dance the polka. I caught a sunbeam to teach everyone the rain polka. So then we were all dancing like wild baboons when...
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Post by Kunabee on Apr 19, 2011 21:35:37 GMT -5
At noon, the cat wanted to steal a rat, just as it scampered by with my father's sock on its head! It didn't like him so it burned its tail. That was its way to create havoc for my family. I had the cat go and eat the rat's shoebox with all his family in it! But then he found a Folami who was very loyal to rats. The Falomi happily ate the family except I got my rubber baseball and cleverly made a contraption and trapped it. Then the Folami chewed the baseball into a little pulp. It was then that it rained. It rained blood and chocolate cupcakes with sprinkles as we feasted upon rat eyes in a washing machine. Someone turned on the blender and scared the family into pushing the rat eyes down the hat of the Mad Hatter. He was very intrigued by this so he asked how to dance the polka. I caught a sunbeam to teach everyone the rain polka. So then we were all dancing like wild baboons when a rainbow appeared.
THE END. (:
The next person to respond gets to start a new story!
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Post by Bhu ♥ Irwin on Apr 20, 2011 6:33:59 GMT -5
A sad Ocelot....
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Post by Kunabee on Apr 22, 2011 18:35:19 GMT -5
A sad Ocelot was walking in
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Post by Bhu ♥ Irwin on Apr 25, 2011 18:11:17 GMT -5
A sad Ocelot was walking into a bar...
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Post by Kunabee on Apr 25, 2011 21:45:42 GMT -5
A sad Ocelot was walking into a bar where a Iriomote...
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Post by Bhu ♥ Irwin on Apr 26, 2011 17:55:18 GMT -5
A sad Ocelot was walking into a bar where a Iriomote was quietly contemplating...
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Post by Kunabee on Apr 26, 2011 22:00:06 GMT -5
A sad Ocelot was walking into a bar where a Iriomote was quietly contemplating friendship and change
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Post by Bhu ♥ Irwin on Apr 27, 2011 17:46:11 GMT -5
A sad Ocelot was walking into a bar where a Iriomote was quietly contemplating friendship and change. The Ocelot wondered....
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Post by I L Y I C H on Apr 27, 2011 17:48:42 GMT -5
A sad Ocelot was walking into a bar where a Iriomote was quietly contemplating friendship and change. The Ocelot wondered if Sweden truly...
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Post by Bhu ♥ Irwin on Apr 27, 2011 17:59:12 GMT -5
A sad Ocelot was walking into a bar where a Iriomote was quietly contemplating friendship and change. The Ocelot wondered if Sweden truly made Swedish chocolates...
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Post by Kunabee on Apr 28, 2011 19:41:00 GMT -5
sad Ocelot was walking into a bar where a Iriomote was quietly contemplating friendship and change. The Ocelot wondered if Sweden truly made Swedish chocolates when a loud...
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Post by I L Y I C H on Apr 28, 2011 19:42:37 GMT -5
A sad Ocelot was walking into a bar where a Iriomote was quietly contemplating friendship and change. The Ocelot wondered if Sweden truly made Swedish chocolates when a loud obnoxious french man...
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