Crazy Story (written by TFers)

[R22]

the golden nectar oozing out

[fivehundred2go]

and covering the only thing

[rev-ed]

into the polluted stream with

[Media Boy]

lupins secured by Dennis Poor.

[PHJIndy]

After sipping on pickled grapejuice,

[thehairpin]

they met some drunken woodchucks

[skypigeon]

who said, "Here's some butter,

[Cant_hit_apex]

hungry stranger." Ever suspicious,

[Media Boy]

he ate it anyway, then

[fivehundred2go]

the butterfly sailed smoothely into

[rev-ed]

the wall, causing an explosion

[Cant_hit_apex]

that changed weather patterns in

[fivehundred2go]

Butterfield Rhoad Island. The result

[rev-ed]

is increased cholesterol patterns with

[Cant_hit_apex]

a large low pressure system

[Taxpayer]

constraining the lanolin production efforts

[rev-ed]

of swarthy sepia-toned alien

[fivehundred2go]

lifeform to make buttermilk biscuits.

[Cant_hit_apex]

Egad, I'm hungry. Discussing food

[Media Boy]

is what TrackForum is for.

[PHJIndy]

Intellectually speaking, ghosts always seem

[skypigeon]

like eternal finite penguins--disparate,

[fivehundred2go]

Mrs. Butterworth was all "surrupy"

[rev-ed]

not to mention beautifully, bountifully

[fivehundred2go]

, blessed with the sweetness of

[Media Boy]

syrupy tinged sweat oozing from

[rev-ed]

a hole in the ground.

[skypigeon]

Unfortunately, Media Boy confused it

[SeeUinMay]

with that ring around Uranus

[fivehundred2go]

formed by sitting too long on