Rage of the Carrots 2015

[jeff]

with

[Galaad]

poisoned

[Koni]

candies

[wimfrits]

", cried

[Kalah]

our

[Galaad]

magnanimous

[jeff]

two-faced

[Avonu]

assassin of

[Panda Tar]

bespectacled

[Galaad]

and

[Koni]

baldheaded

[wimfrits]

teddybears.

The story so far:
The beastly fork sticked to tasty pork instead of the intergalactic gargle blaster turnip. Unfortunately, the rabbit glued by increasing magnetic rapidly jumped down the other side of space. However, since Tuesday morning, pink worms cooked slowly, mutating dor-beetles with great lumps of enchanted plasticine sticks. Unfathomable was peanutbutter. Curiously, a wizard stroled chanting purposefully looking like Madness wearing authentic polka-dotted red rags. Meanwhile upside-down a woodcreeper crept lazily towards a cross-eyed, bow-legged, balrog eating pink-dotted rotten banana splits without Peanut-butter.

Essence of gaint mutated cucumbers, intoxicated yet green coloured hairy salesmen waddled unsuspecting little carrot moose Terminators. Surprisingly, the clouds darkened Jabba's belly amplifier. Several incompetent flaming scoundrels jeopardized dancing leprechauns by throwing legions of squirming, green-skinned, blazing, Norwegian trolls painting spider-shaped cauliflowers. Curiously misspelled pest control struck unsuspecting elves reflecting undead apoplectic Aqrabuamelus with fluffy pandas. "Whooohoooo! Your pants smells of purulent anogenital strawberries stuffed with poisoned candles", cried our magnanimous two-faced assassin of bespectacled and baldheaded teddybears.

[Kalah]

This

[jeff]

stuffing

[wimfrits]

greatly

[Galaad]

preponderant

[Erwinner]

lol

[Panda Tar]

sodomized

[Koni]

a flock

[wimfrits]

of morphing