Three Word Game, Anybody?

[equinoxmaster]

more drugs than

[Ventnor]

actually exist. It

[drunken_nomad]

opened a vortex

[equinoxmaster]

filled with Demogorgon's

[I'm Hiding In Your Closet]

secret celestial porn

[equinoxmaster]

and infernal scorn

[Ventnor]

of said porn.

[Aberzombie]

Someone offered corn

[GoatToucher]

early one morn

[Charles Scholz]

to a newborn

[I'm Hiding In Your Closet]

Gorn, a sworn

[Aberzombie]

enemy, so torn

[Molten Dragon]

and forlorn, yet

[Aberzombie]

hark! What light

[equinoxmaster]

was emanating from

[Molten Dragon]

the dark night

[equinoxmaster]

with a thousand

[I'm Hiding In Your Closet]

points of shadow?

[imimrtl]

Alas, the end

[equinoxmaster]

of Elvis Presley

[GoatToucher]

involved so much

[equinoxmaster]

sour cream and

[Ventnor]

butts (too many

[Aberzombie]

by far) that

[GoatToucher]

the authorities could

[equinoxmaster]

not lie, they

[Ventnor]

had hips that

[equinoxmaster]

took the oath

[Aberzombie]

of sacred oathness

[Ventnor]

To never, ever

[I'm Hiding In Your Closet]

give you up,

[GoatToucher]

to never, ever

[equinoxmaster]

use a Roomba

[Ventnor]

indoors. However, he

[equinoxmaster]

punctured the neverending

[Aberzombie]

pasta bowl, causing

[I'm Hiding In Your Closet]

the Flying Spaghetti

[Aberzombie]

Fairy, a lesser

[equinoxmaster]

but still very

[GoatToucher]

delicious figure in

[Ventnor]

Aztec Mythology to

[GoatToucher]

grease itself up

[Ventnor]

with a bloody

[I'm Hiding In Your Closet]

mucilage concoction, in

[Aberzombie]

the hope that

[Ventnor]

he would finally

[Aberzombie]

solve the riddle

[equinoxmaster]

of the nostrils

[Ventnor]

of Timbuktu. This

[Aberzombie]

ancient puzzle was