In the beginning, Good always overpowered the evils of all man's sins.
But in time, the nations grew weak and our cities fell to slums while Evil stood strong.
In the dusts of hell lurked the blackest of hates, for he whom they feared awaited them.
Lisa Motley looked at herself in the mirror, her daggers were well hidden, her tight t-shirt stretched across her large breasts exclaimed the words, "Scream at the Demons", she opened the door and faced the rising blackness outside.
Similarly, waning gibbous and waxing crescents cause some to howl profusely.
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"Cowabunga, Dudes!" they shouted, gleefully splashing in the water before also dying suddenly and without reason (an event that was noted by a nearby zombie who asked "what do you call a thousand lawyers at the bottom of the ocean" to which he responded "a good start.")
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goodone!
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Bella Sara Charter Superscriber
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The cannabalistic sharks in the water turned on their breathern, but were stopped in their tracks when someone posed the question whether eating the non-cannabalistic sharks would in fact be cannabalism given that the non-cannabalistic sharks (which were Great White Death Fang Sharks) were not the same species as the cannabalistic sharks (which were Minature Giant Fire-Breathing Space Sharks).
The incident between them stemmed back to the previous Abyssal Christmas Party (What, they can't have Christmas in the Abyss? The did in Hell, I saw it in the South Park Movie.), when Dagon, after having one too many drinks, apparently let his tentacles roam into places Malcanthet didn't appreciate.
Jubliex, however, videotaped the whole event, and later made a mint selling copies to hentai-fanboys on eBay.
But, in all cases Binchy didn't care, he had laid battle plans and his maiden sword fish were waiting to bring death to the cartilagebones.
Unbeknownst to Binchy, one of his swordfish was, in fact, a traitor in league with the sharks, and was at that very moment sending Binchy's warplans to the shark via a pufferfish.
Which Binchy did not know (that's what unbeknownst means), and thus we come to the climax of the tragic seafood wars, with echelons of mercury doped marine creatures foolishly charging into the cartilagenous maws of their ambushers, leaping playfully and tossing plastic rings yet with stern, nay fell glares locked on their brows, which fish don't really have, but you know what I mean.
The pufferfish swam, well waddled – like a fish, back to the Kraken, “It is done my Lord.”
After all was done, the pufferfish recalled the familiar WotC logo on the stiff military lapels of Binchy's grotesque tentacled nemesis.
At which Binchy chomped off his enemy's genitals.
And as predicted the frenzy sharks smelled the bloom of crimson doom from said enemy's groin area.
Johnny's mom covered his eyes, "I can't believe the things they show these day!", she wailed!
The frenzy sharks frenzied.
Suddenly, up on land a fast car slid around the corner it headed straight for a lady pushing her baby carriage, only a special feat would prevent this scene of gore!
Time seemed to slow as her life flashed before her eyes and the infant gurgled happily, unaware of the hurtling iron death fast approaching.