The Five Word Game!

[Vattnisse]

"Now that's evil", smirked the

[Heathansson]

pocky bastich called Crappy Smurf

[drunken_nomad]

as he de-linted his bellybutton,

[Heathansson]

farting and burping at the

[Vattnisse]

other talent judges. "Seriously, it

[Heathansson]

never ceases to amaze "brapp"

[The Eldritch Mr. Shiny]

me how AMAZINGLY AWESOME the

[Heathansson]

"brapp" acoustics are in "brapp"

[The Eldritch Mr. Shiny]

the attic of my "brapp"

[Heathansson]

Granny "brapp" Smurf's Mushroom "braaa-aaaa-aaaap"

[The Eldritch Mr. Shiny]

and Fungi Emporium. Aaaah, that

[Vattnisse]

cabonated catoblepas brain juice was

[Heathansson]

"urrp" smurfalicious both times I

[The Eldritch Mr. Shiny]

tasted it, on the way

[Heathansson]

down "urrp" and up "braaap"

[The Eldritch Mr. Shiny]

-and, it shall be just

[Heathansson]

as good when it comes

[The Eldritch Mr. Shiny]

back down again, and up

[Vattnisse]

and... HEY! Put down those

[Heathansson]

kidney beans, you cheeky monkey!

[Vattnisse]

". However, it was too late;

[drunken_nomad]

Irving stole the letterjacket and

[Celestial Healer]

Michael Richards had commenced his

[office_ninja]

rant against the tanar'ric "wingbacks".

[Heathansson]

It was an Unsmurfy day

[office_ninja]

in the squelchy kingdom of

[The Eldritch Mr. Shiny]

the Mud People from Yuggoth

[Celestial Healer]

for they had run out

[Vattnisse]

of body lotion to keep

[Heathansson]

from getting moon burned. For

[office_ninja]

the fungi formerly known as

[Heathansson]

"Fun Gus," it was long

[office_ninja]

past dinner time. "What luck",

[Heathansson]

said Mr. Wigglecorkscrew the pig,

[Vattnisse]

"once again I avoided the

[Heathansson]

Big Bad Wolf by paying

[Vattnisse]

Red Riding Hood to keep

[drunken_nomad]

tempting him with pic-a-nic baskets

[Celestial Healer]

so that I can be

[office_ninja]

left uneaten and unpooped. Huzzah."

[Vattnisse]

The crafty pig had learned

[Celestial Healer]

algebra to a ninth-grade level

[The Eldritch Mr. Shiny]

because he was not a

[office_ninja]

pig meant for the spit.

[Heathansson]

He was a countin' pig,

[office_ninja]

born and bred. Calculus was

[Vattnisse]

more dear to his heart

[drunken_nomad]

than that old time rock-n-roll.

[Heathansson]

He could count upside down,

[Vattnisse]

inside out and, most incredibly,