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Sauronschef
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Country: Brazil
Metro: Rio de Janeiro
Birthday: 8/29/1990
Gender: Male
Interests: Kitties und ORC FLESH... You heard me!...
Beating the crap out of my friends in SSBM and DBZ:B3
Expertise: Cooking,
Maiming,
Torturing,
Mauling,
Soccer,
Kinky shit,
Random shit,
taking a shit,
shit... and shit
Message: message me
Website: visit my website
AIM:  sauronschef
Member Since:
2/28/2005
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| gettin back to my story...
so before the monkey and I jumped into the doorway, we saw another doorway open up opposite to us, and the same creatures from before came out. " They saw us jump through the door, and I heard them scream " get the skinny Canadian! he's escaping!"
When the door closed, I noticed that we were in a cave filled with green moogly ooks. I didnt know why I knew what a Moogly ooks, but I also knew moogly ooks get startled when someone trips over their tounge, and when they get startled, they start crying. A lot. and thats excactly what I did. Soon the cave started flooding with Moogly ook tears, which burn like acid. Immediatly I kicked my self in the face, and a door that looked like celery on hemp opened up. We quickly jumped through, and we came staring straight to face with the creatures that chased us before, with their probing instrument on and ready. The Monkey thought fast and kicked the creature in the face. A door that looked like broccoli on ritalin opened, and we jumped in. The creature tried to follow us, but the door closed too quickly. I looked into the room, and I found a golden stick in the middle of the floor. On one side, it had the face of Marlon Brando on it, and the other, Whoopi Goldberg." That's a dual rod" said the monkey, " it's an alien weapon that changes the user into the person engraved on the rod". " But why does it have human actors?" I asked
" It's your dimension is the only dimension with the creativity to make TV shows and films. The other dimensions just use your shows to entertain themselves".
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| Holy shit i havent posted in a long time! i just escaped the Alamo, so im currently on a crusier boat with mutten chops the monkey and benjamin, the mexican elephant. im writing this as im being chased by the Earthlings and the NAOC ( national association of obese canadians). It all started on March 8th, 2005...
I had just woken up from a horrible play about Gay people having Gay sex when i noticed something different in my room. It was very bright, and i didnt seem to have walls. i also noticed many wires connecting me and an obese canadian jew. i started ripping off the wires when all of the sudden these wierd Flug colored creatures with macarena hats come in from a door that appeared out of no where! they siad " Earth filth! stay where you are or face the dire consequences of getting... PROBED!" So I sat down next to the obese canadian jew, who was asleep during this whole quarrel. After they re arranged the wires, I asked them " what the hell is this place, where the hell is this place, and why does the air smell of a combination of strawberries and stuffed shrimp?" they looked at me for a while, then they made the strangest face at me, and said " Our answers to your questions are too complex for your tiny human brain to comprehend!"
After a while, I got really bored. I tried waking up the canadian, but every time i got 5 feet near him, hed let out a long, smelly fart. So I stopped. I think i was in there for some days, until I met socky. I was sleeping when I heard a strange noise. I woke up, then I walked around in the complete blank, until i saw another door shaped like a Potatoe on zoloft appeared, and a purple monkey came crashing out. He started to look at me, then got up, and said " you are the skinniest canadian jew Ive ever seen!" I told him "oh, Im not Jewish or canadian- waitaminute; you can talk!" " so youre not a canadian, or jewish? amazing! where I live there's only Fat canadian Jews everywhere! farting everytime you get near them- anyways, why are you here?" " I have not freakin clue" I told him, "I just woke up here one day, and ive been here ever since... you know, ever since I got here, i havent felt hunger, thirst, lust, or any other emotions" "oh, I know why. You smell that strwberry stuffed shrimp stuff? thats a special drug made from cinnamon buns, petunia plants, and egg. Ultimate narcotic. Im immune to it, though. Hey do you want to get out of here?" " "sure" I said "how do we do it?" "see, theres a special trick to it. see, you take you foot..and you kick your face with it." immediatly i saw himshove his foot into his face. as he did that, I door shaped like a carrot on prozac immedietly opend up. any ways, gotta go rite now, brb
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| hey hey hey, yesterday sucked! I met with my friend from brazil, and we played videogames. That was the best thing that happened. After she left my family and I went to see a " Modern Interpeative Dance" Play. It was Uber Gay! Gayer than two gay guys having gay sex!
when I got home I was too traumatized to actually post anything, so I'm posting it today.
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| Surprise, surprise! Today's my freakin Sister's freakin surprise party, so shhhh! don't tell her!
It's a freakin surprise!
...since i have nothing else to write...or show...
here's a canadian television!
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