Three Word Game, Anybody?

[Vattnisse]

as a gazillion

[drunken_nomad]

razorblades stood up

[Kruelaid]

and rasped mutedly

[Spanky the Leprechaun]

yearning to flense

[Vattnisse]

the soft hides

[Tobus Neth]

of newborn unicorns

[Kruelaid]

. Frigid sylphs moaned

[Vattnisse]

"I'm hungry! Gimme

[Heathansson]

something sweet. We

[Tobus Neth]

are hungry, horny

[Aberzombie]

, and horrifyingly weird."

[Tobus Neth]

"Feed us, love

[Lady Aurora]

slaves, or else!"

[zylphryx]

Else it was.

[Chef's Slaad]

The rogue leaped

[Vattnisse]

out of the

[Aberzombie]

path of a

[drunken_nomad]

tojanida named Steve

[Vattnisse]

, as the scoundrelly

[drunken_nomad]

turtle beast barrelled

[Aberzombie]

towards an apocalyptic

[Lady Aurora]

end but not

[Aberzombie]

before he discovered

[zylphryx]

deep feelings for

[Vattnisse]

the music of

[Tobus Neth]

Stompfoot Fleetwood band

[zylphryx]

, especially their mega-hit

[Tobus Neth]

Yellow Blood House

[Lady Aurora]

, which everybody knows

[Moff Rimmer]

nothing about. The[url=smurf][/url]

[Vattnisse]

charm of this

[zylphryx]

famed anonymousity for

[Vattnisse]

largely unnoticeable nuances

[Tobus Neth]

frolic and laughter

[Lady Aurora]

is that one

[Heathansson]

can jam righteously,

[Vattnisse]

immaculately and extensively

[Heathansson]

on riffs from

[Vattnisse]

the back catalogue

[Heathansson]

of Led Zepplin

[Aberzombie]

and The Police.

[PocoLoco]

This however was

[Heathansson]

but is not

[Vattnisse]

possible, as the

[Sir Kaikillah]

Vattnisse wrote:

possible, as the

aforementioned by-product of..,

[Heathansson]

the greasy spot

[Tobus Neth]

under his chin

[Heathansson]

that looked like

[Kruelaid]

Sebastian, who as

[Aberzombie]

we all know