shave the backs of his female dwarf love slaves.
He also kept hidden the toothless gibbering mouther, hot
sweat rolled down Drizz't's ebony brow as he undid
his trousers, today was going to be a day
that, perhaps, the tarrasque would show up and begin
the end of all things. "Ha-ha" he laughed
at the thought. The dwarf whore Rocka Loadstone entered
rehab up north. Thor'ore was getting drunk this day
he was distraught over the thirteen word game. "Another
day, another doucat; another miserable day closer to my
planned escape from this two-bit town". Her waist
was slim enough that a big man could encircle
his flesh flute. However Lulu Olandara had more pressing
things to concern herself with. Her nose was falling
off as she did her work on Drizz't; it
is a challenge for the most skilled in these
matters to keep one's facial prosthetics from falling off
you must have nerves of steel and patiences of
Michael Jackson's plastic surgeon. In addition, some superglue would
improve the adhesion, especially when such prosthetics are gold.
The spring rains had arrived early. Zargon swallowed his
pride and stepped out into the town square, resplendent
was his smile, yet his eyes burned with hatred
and the wind from his ears was venemously hot
"I AM ZARGON, All KNEEL BEFORE ME OR SUFFER
MAJORLY BOGUS AMOUNTS, DUDE!!!" He looked left and right
Then made his way to the seeder side of
Sasserine. He crossed many bridges, rode on a boat,
drank 18 gallons of mead at the Greenman tavern
wherupon he urinated profusely for 37 minutes straight; then
fell asleep leaning against the wall and dreamed of
centaur women serving his every whim. He was suddenly
awakened rudely by a chamber pot dumped from above.
It came crashing down on his pate, spilling the
the three week old waste of the tenant whom
he only met once, in a feverish stupor, all
over his new coat. At first, he was angry
but he got over it, for he remembered his
impending job interview. He had to do something to
get the Ebzerka Kaaloc stone from the temples deep
within the bowels of the Baleful crevasse. Wherupon this
stone of power rest upon the breast of young
General Chicken, arch nemesis of General Monkey. The foul
mouthed fowl is known for his ability to use several
types of ninja weapon: shuriken, kyoketsu shoge, uzis, butterfly
and butter knives, and is most beloved by Zargon.
The far of echos of thunder rumbled across the
arena as Ninja Chicken Gozumo faced off against the
Pornographic Priestess, Yolandra Hardwood. Bets were being passed around
and the chicken was getting 3-to-1 odds to die.
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