, but impossible to locate, publication
ceased after Seventeen's circulation increased
tenfold, saturating the magazine market.
Advertisers were infuriated that prices
were converted to chickens and
decided to advertise on bus
riding Hobos wearing bumperstickers saying
"Buy our products or become
mindless drones of the system
digging fluorescent, odoriferous toadstools which
are used to kill pandas."
The bumperstickers were far too
moldy from exposure to wet
cement and flypapper that had
been used as toilet paper
addiction to Taco Bell's spicy
badly-done attempt at a colostomy
that hooked into the left
passed through the Islands of
Langerhaans, next to the Islets
of Indescribable Pain and Suffering.
The troll died, saying "Alas,
I should've let them pass.....
Mel Brooks Expressway, where tolls
are cheaper than whores and
These lastwords expressed his love
for minced turnips and rutabagas
smothered, scattered, capped, and chunked
spinal fluid. "Ack! What is
this floating around in my
forget your goloshes, it looks
blood on your nice shoes.
Those penny loafers cost five
souls, and the store doesn't
accept refunds if the soul
has been bought and processed
and slightly tarnished and/or
chewed even the slightest by
pitbulls. The pennyloafers were RED
SECTOR issue, worn by small
kobolds with webbed feet. One
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