The "Once upon a time..." thread.

[En_Route]

Once I drove back to the decrepit remains of my grandmother's hamster themed wedding, urine gushing noisily, of course, because vaginas aren't watertight. There's Jasmine scented tea steeping with onions borrowed from Aunt Brunhilde, and poo-stained sheets in striking puse.  I frantically abused turtles by setting my power-drill on low before spinning into counter-clockwise rotational overdrive.  Antelopes beneath me; licorice above me; ormolus' buttons were pressed tentatively to release the hounds. Velveteen Rabbits came upon a mouldering skeleton clutching a penis-shaped pinata. "Surprise!"

"Holy Guacamole, Senor!" I mimed.  Sparkles, my dog, grinned wolfishly and hummed a dirge as the rabbits cavorted enticingly. Nymphets jostled insinuatingly around my butt crack, as usual.  Sadly they didn't forgo their scatological ruminations until gunshots sounded lovely.

Slithering against time bombs, I cocked back, aimed, and dribbled jam over my basque

DJ, did this seem a good idea at the time?

[DeterminedJuliet]

DJ, did this seem a good idea at the time?

Haha! I've played it on another forum. Though, I have to say, we're a little more... creative here.

[En_Route]

DJ, did this seem a good idea at the time?

Haha! I've played it on another forum. Though, I have to say, we're a little more... creative here.

There is supposedly a thin line between genius and madness. I have this sinking feeling that we've crossed it.

[Ali]

Once I drove back to the decrepit remains of my grandmother's hamster themed wedding, urine gushing noisily, of course, because vaginas aren't watertight. There's Jasmine scented tea steeping with onions borrowed from Aunt Brunhilde, and poo-stained sheets in striking puse.  I frantically abused turtles by setting my power-drill on low before spinning into counter-clockwise rotational overdrive.  Antelopes beneath me; licorice above me; ormolus' buttons were pressed tentatively to release the hounds. Velveteen Rabbits came upon a mouldering skeleton clutching a penis-shaped pinata. "Surprise!"

"Holy Guacamole, Senor!" I mimed.  Sparkles, my dog, grinned wolfishly and hummed a dirge as the rabbits cavorted enticingly. Nymphets jostled insinuatingly around my butt crack, as usual.  Sadly they didn't forgo their scatological ruminations until gunshots sounded lovely.

Slithering against time bombs, I cocked back, aimed, and dribbled jam over my basque peoples of unknown origin.

(Sorry, that was a phrase, but it had to be said.  How else could that sentence end, I ask you?)

[En_Route]

Once I drove back to the decrepit remains of my grandmother's hamster themed wedding, urine gushing noisily, of course, because vaginas aren't watertight. There's Jasmine scented tea steeping with onions borrowed from Aunt Brunhilde, and poo-stained sheets in striking puse.  I frantically abused turtles by setting my power-drill on low before spinning into counter-clockwise rotational overdrive.  Antelopes beneath me; licorice above me; ormolus' buttons were pressed tentatively to release the hounds. Velveteen Rabbits came upon a mouldering skeleton clutching a penis-shaped pinata. "Surprise!"

"Holy Guacamole, Senor!" I mimed.  Sparkles, my dog, grinned wolfishly and hummed a dirge as the rabbits cavorted enticingly. Nymphets jostled insinuatingly around my butt crack, as usual.  Sadly they didn't forgo their scatological ruminations until gunshots sounded lovely.

Slithering against time bombs, I cocked back, aimed, and dribbled jam over my basque peoples of unknown origin.

(Sorry, that was a phrase, but it had to be said.  How else could that sentence end, I ask you?)

You could have a put a full stop after it, especially as I am notorious for my penchant for erotic lingerie.

[Dobermonster]

Once I drove back to the decrepit remains of my grandmother's hamster themed wedding, urine gushing noisily, of course, because vaginas aren't watertight. There's Jasmine scented tea steeping with onions borrowed from Aunt Brunhilde, and poo-stained sheets in striking puse.  I frantically abused turtles by setting my power-drill on low before spinning into counter-clockwise rotational overdrive.  Antelopes beneath me; licorice above me; ormolus' buttons were pressed tentatively to release the hounds. Velveteen Rabbits came upon a mouldering skeleton clutching a penis-shaped pinata. "Surprise!"

"Holy Guacamole, Senor!" I mimed.  Sparkles, my dog, grinned wolfishly and hummed a dirge as the rabbits cavorted enticingly. Nymphets jostled insinuatingly around my butt crack, as usual.  Sadly they didn't forgo their scatological ruminations until gunshots sounded lovely.

Slithering against time bombs, I cocked back, aimed, and dribbled jam over my basque peoples of unknown origin. They screamed


I haven't tried LSD, but if I had, this is exactly what I imagine would be the subsequent hallucinations.

[Sandra Craft]

Once I drove back to the decrepit remains of my grandmother's hamster themed wedding, urine gushing noisily, of course, because vaginas aren't watertight. There's Jasmine scented tea steeping with onions borrowed from Aunt Brunhilde, and poo-stained sheets in striking puse.  I frantically abused turtles by setting my power-drill on low before spinning into counter-clockwise rotational overdrive.  Antelopes beneath me; licorice above me; ormolus' buttons were pressed tentatively to release the hounds. Velveteen Rabbits came upon a mouldering skeleton clutching a penis-shaped pinata. "Surprise!"

"Holy Guacamole, Senor!" I mimed.  Sparkles, my dog, grinned wolfishly and hummed a dirge as the rabbits cavorted enticingly. Nymphets jostled insinuatingly around my butt crack, as usual.  Sadly they didn't forgo their scatological ruminations until gunshots sounded lovely.

Slithering against time bombs, I cocked back, aimed, and dribbled jam over my basque peoples of unknown origin. They screamed, understandably.

[En_Route]

Once I drove back to the decrepit remains of my grandmother's hamster themed wedding, urine gushing noisily, of course, because vaginas aren't watertight. There's Jasmine scented tea steeping with onions borrowed from Aunt Brunhilde, and poo-stained sheets in striking puse.  I frantically abused turtles by setting my power-drill on low before spinning into counter-clockwise rotational overdrive.  Antelopes beneath me; licorice above me; ormolus' buttons were pressed tentatively to release the hounds. Velveteen Rabbits came upon a mouldering skeleton clutching a penis-shaped pinata. "Surprise!"

"Holy Guacamole, Senor!" I mimed.  Sparkles, my dog, grinned wolfishly and hummed a dirge as the rabbits cavorted enticingly. Nymphets jostled insinuatingly around my butt crack, as usual.  Sadly they didn't forgo their scatological ruminations until gunshots sounded lovely.

Slithering against time bombs, I cocked back, aimed, and dribbled jam over my basque peoples of unknown origin. They screamed, understandably, as Newgod

[The Magic Pudding]

Once I drove back to the decrepit remains of my grandmother's hamster themed wedding, urine gushing noisily, of course, because vaginas aren't watertight. There's Jasmine scented tea steeping with onions borrowed from Aunt Brunhilde, and poo-stained sheets in striking puse.  I frantically abused turtles by setting my power-drill on low before spinning into counter-clockwise rotational overdrive.  Antelopes beneath me; licorice above me; ormolus' buttons were pressed tentatively to release the hounds. Velveteen Rabbits came upon a mouldering skeleton clutching a penis-shaped pinata. "Surprise!"

"Holy Guacamole, Senor!" I mimed.  Sparkles, my dog, grinned wolfishly and hummed a dirge as the rabbits cavorted enticingly. Nymphets jostled insinuatingly around my butt crack, as usual.  Sadly they didn't forgo their scatological ruminations until gunshots sounded lovely.

Slithering against time bombs, I cocked back, aimed, and dribbled jam over my basque peoples of unknown origin. They screamed, understandably, as Newgod forgot

[Buddy]

Once I drove back to the decrepit remains of my grandmother's hamster themed wedding, urine gushing noisily, of course, because vaginas aren't watertight. There's Jasmine scented tea steeping with onions borrowed from Aunt Brunhilde, and poo-stained sheets in striking puse.  I frantically abused turtles by setting my power-drill on low before spinning into counter-clockwise rotational overdrive.  Antelopes beneath me; licorice above me; ormolus' buttons were pressed tentatively to release the hounds. Velveteen Rabbits came upon a mouldering skeleton clutching a penis-shaped pinata. "Surprise!"

"Holy Guacamole, Senor!" I mimed.  Sparkles, my dog, grinned wolfishly and hummed a dirge as the rabbits cavorted enticingly. Nymphets jostled insinuatingly around my butt crack, as usual.  Sadly they didn't forgo their scatological ruminations until gunshots sounded lovely.

Slithering against time bombs, I cocked back, aimed, and dribbled jam over my basque peoples of unknown origin. They screamed, understandably, as Newgod forgot to lock

[Ali]

Once I drove back to the decrepit remains of my grandmother's hamster themed wedding, urine gushing noisily, of course, because vaginas aren't watertight. There's Jasmine scented tea steeping with onions borrowed from Aunt Brunhilde, and poo-stained sheets in striking puse.  I frantically abused turtles by setting my power-drill on low before spinning into counter-clockwise rotational overdrive.  Antelopes beneath me; licorice above me; ormolus' buttons were pressed tentatively to release the hounds. Velveteen Rabbits came upon a mouldering skeleton clutching a penis-shaped pinata. "Surprise!"

"Holy Guacamole, Senor!" I mimed.  Sparkles, my dog, grinned wolfishly and hummed a dirge as the rabbits cavorted enticingly. Nymphets jostled insinuatingly around my butt crack, as usual.  Sadly they didn't forgo their scatological ruminations until gunshots sounded lovely.

Slithering against time bombs, I cocked back, aimed, and dribbled jam over my basque peoples of unknown origin. They screamed, understandably, as Newgod forgot to lock little

[Tank]

Bored. I think I'll lock this so somebody can start another one.

[Sandra Craft]

Bored. I think I'll lock this so somebody can start another one.

Rats.  Now we'll never find out whether this Newgod guy was involved in the grandmother's hamster themed wedding.

[En_Route]

Once I drove back to the decrepit remains of my grandmother's hamster themed wedding, urine gushing noisily, of course, because vaginas aren't watertight. There's Jasmine scented tea steeping with onions borrowed from Aunt Brunhilde, and poo-stained sheets in striking puse.  I frantically abused turtles by setting my power-drill on low before spinning into counter-clockwise rotational overdrive.  Antelopes beneath me; licorice above me; ormolus' buttons were pressed tentatively to release the hounds. Velveteen Rabbits came upon a mouldering skeleton clutching a penis-shaped pinata. "Surprise!"

"Holy Guacamole, Senor!" I mimed.  Sparkles, my dog, grinned wolfishly and hummed a dirge as the rabbits cavorted enticingly. Nymphets jostled insinuatingly around my butt crack, as usual.  Sadly they didn't forgo their scatological ruminations until gunshots sounded lovely.

Slithering against time bombs, I cocked back, aimed, and dribbled jam over my basque peoples of unknown origin. They screamed, understandably, as Newgod forgot to lock little fartleberries

[En_Route]

Bored. I think I'll lock this so somebody can start another one.

Rats.  Now we'll never find out whether this Newgod guy was involved in the grandmother's hamster themed wedding.

Console yourself: even if the thread continued, you'd still be none the wiser.