Rage of the Carrots - New Year's Eve edition
everywhere.
Summary:
The year of every country's banking potatoes dwindled into a drunken brawl leaving peelings with bearded anteaters turning antediluvian in the horseradish. The wooden woodpecker moose charged naked into slimy karaoke succotash forgetting how banana-shaped items raged because everything changed into pudding. Elephants are stoic, peanut-shaped, lumbering sycophants; trumpeting and stomping through lighter-fluid, shouting softly, "Were we really flamboyant?"
Stunning groundhogs were humping at mutated homosexuals hoovering menacingly demons danced. Brilliance plummeted again, as megalomaniacs danced around the flagpole. Feverishly, everyone smoked tuna lips with gravy, made of yellow paste without taste, four-score aardvarks, tomatoes and licorice feet from Swaziland. But wigwams burned cheerfully within masses of goo, which inflated egos immensely.
Meanwhile, Lucifer stank horribly of catnip, having eaten some indigestible halflings while simultaneously Bracada Desert flooding. The antlers collided with dragon horns causing a temporal bump in the nether regions of the Dragonistan cliffs, upsetting weird Jabberwockies. "Beware of Gnomes hunting smiley-shaped doughnuts, covered in whipcream." Cantankerous old codgers hoodwinked Obama into care a opossum, which translated from Kenyan disordering meerkats workshop, thus bobbing over simian songs.
“Attack!” Screamed RamaLamaDingDong while rabid narwhals burst thoughout non-existing, flaming salamanders from the Stargate Program, causing sorrow everywhere.
Summary:
The year of every country's banking potatoes dwindled into a drunken brawl leaving peelings with bearded anteaters turning antediluvian in the horseradish. The wooden woodpecker moose charged naked into slimy karaoke succotash forgetting how banana-shaped items raged because everything changed into pudding. Elephants are stoic, peanut-shaped, lumbering sycophants; trumpeting and stomping through lighter-fluid, shouting softly, "Were we really flamboyant?"
Stunning groundhogs were humping at mutated homosexuals hoovering menacingly demons danced. Brilliance plummeted again, as megalomaniacs danced around the flagpole. Feverishly, everyone smoked tuna lips with gravy, made of yellow paste without taste, four-score aardvarks, tomatoes and licorice feet from Swaziland. But wigwams burned cheerfully within masses of goo, which inflated egos immensely.
Meanwhile, Lucifer stank horribly of catnip, having eaten some indigestible halflings while simultaneously Bracada Desert flooding. The antlers collided with dragon horns causing a temporal bump in the nether regions of the Dragonistan cliffs, upsetting weird Jabberwockies. "Beware of Gnomes hunting smiley-shaped doughnuts, covered in whipcream." Cantankerous old codgers hoodwinked Obama into care a opossum, which translated from Kenyan disordering meerkats workshop, thus bobbing over simian songs.
“Attack!” Screamed RamaLamaDingDong while rabid narwhals burst thoughout non-existing, flaming salamanders from the Stargate Program, causing sorrow everywhere.
Mala Ipsa Nova 
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