Long long ago, deep below the ocean surface, several sailors were actively drowning. Lobsterface was pleased to see this. They put an extra hat on, and another one, and another one, until there were no more. But yet, there were more... more of those same demons infinitely appearing from the toilet. Insanely skibidi. Who can stop him? God. God will stop him. Jesus descended from the heavens and came onto them with his massive penis. People screamed 'AAAAAAAAAA' I fall down deep into the cave. And the cave falls into me. We fall into each other. And darkness swallows me, and in death, I find peace. Except I wake up in to find John Cena challenging Elon Musk, but Elon Musk couldn't see him. He evaporated, and it was all a dream.

During the 4th of May, 1985... we celebrated our national death remembrance day. By eating shit and dying. This caused the third revolution to occur. The third revolution was because of the piss, and the fourth was because of the cum, and the fifth was because of lactation. But oh no, I forgot that I am lactose intolerant! And now I can't stop shitting! Fuck you laxatives!!!!! Garfield cried as he raised his fist to the sky. 'WHERE IS MY LASAGNA, GOD?????' Not on Monday, said gay lord Maximus. But we knew it was always on Mondays, not on Wednesdays, because then we wear pink. So on Thursday I wore a green gun to school and used it generously on my my little pony cum jar.

Rainbow Dash and Applejack are on a date to the nether. They pranced and pranced until they ran into a scar. The scar started to open up and introduced us to a new world. OMG! Is that the Nether??? We excitedly hop inside the portal to beat some ghasts, except that they aren't there. It's the IRS. They bust the door down by twerking on it. Behind the door they found?? One direction??? Mom, did you just sell me to one direction?? I asked. Of course I did, hun. What else was I supposed to do? Did you think I was turning the snow yellow to just look at it? That! Bloody gorgeous ain't it, luv. I saw their jaw drop. They were in love, but God didn't allow it. God said: KILL the innocent! But the devil convinced me to save them instead. Bad devil! You've been a bad boy!

Okay, well fuck, I didn't expect to end up here. Hmm, let's see. Where can I go? Maybe there's a rowboat? Yes, I will take the rowboat down the stream of piss. 'Sir, this is a Wendy's, please c-' 'CUM? DONT HAVE TO ASK ME TWICE!' He came with the ejaculation of his penis. And the ejaculation came with him at the very same time. They then had to buy morning after pills because Lobsterface might have gotten pregnant once again, but this time not because of King Charles. No, it was because of Jake Paul. AGAIN! He beat up Mark Zuckerberg while singing: it's every day bro with the Disney channel flow, 7 million subs never done before. Two girls, one man, one jar, one cup. Grandma taught me this recipe. She makes great Shepards pie, you know. It was absolutely delicious, I devoured it all.

The rabbit was so excited last night to do her philosophy test. But then, something awful happened! A meteor appeared above the city. And somehow, it started dancing. And it did the macarena flawlessly. After all of that dancing, they collided into a wall and started making out. Then they tumbled onto the ground together. And started the second avalanche to hit the towers. If only batman had been here to save us. Riddle me this, batman... peecock, okay, poopcock, SOCIETY! Gender. He started rambling more nonsense, gender is not even a thing. There is only biology, as it so happened. It was the biology of the Davy Crockett nuclear device, and it was so damn erotic. My penis is erect to this very day, dear reader. And every day I cry out, it hurts so very much.

Sometimes, when you're really lonely, you must get on bumble and match with The One. But she rejected you, as she should. Sadly, though, you were not a quitter, you were a lover. And I? I was a lemon. A lemon demon, even. I gaze into the puddle of piss, in its reflection, I see my own loneliness staring at me. And it was smiling, laughing even. I didn't know what to think, what did it want from me? Maybe cash... or sex? I excitedly pull out a sex change machine and use it on the white hedgehog on a mission to space. Then he exploded. Boom! He got 5 big booms. That's one boom for all of his fingers. (He's an amputee) and that's how I met your mother, kids.

The lobster incursion happened fast and suddenly. The process tingled in my limbs and made me writhe around the lamps and colors. Except blue, cuz blue sux. Red, on the other hand? McDonalds! Communism! Call in the White House! We blew up the second tower successfully!! :D Woohoo! Time for a tea party! Bring out the berries and cream!! And then he creamed until he berried. Straws. Strawberries. That's how they're made. The strawberries go to the factory where they get sorted and selected for the best nuclear weapons. Like a vibrator for example, or an automatic lemon squeezed. I actually have a vibrator, you know, a pretty pink one. And it leaves glitter behind everywhere I put it. This is why I should have voted for trump. But I didn't, I was an idiot and I'll regret it for the rest of my life.

Timmy Turner was looking forward to Armageddon... He couldn't wait to wish to live forever and watch people suffer daily when he punched them in the butt, until the butt punched back... And it hit hard. It knocked me down a flight of stairs! A tall flight of stairs. I fell swift as the wind of a skibidi. It was a really sad happenstance, really... I didn't want this to happen, I never did. But skibidi did. Skibidi grabbed my face gently, you amazing Spider-Man... Andrew Gardield cried. He stared down at his tears as they struck the floor beneath his feet. They were red because he slit his wrists waiting. And he licked his wounds, like a little bitch. Cause bro couldn't even handle a little cut. Grow up!!! I slit my wrist and read while I waited for the blood to slowly let me sink into nothingness. And as I sink, I feel myself change. No longer human but cthulu instead. The end.

Senpai...? What are you doing...? You know exactly what I'm doing, Elon. I am edging in front of the class. And the class cheers loudly with each move. WOOHOO!!! YOU GOT THIS!!! They all said.but I looked down on my toes, shaking my head. I grabbed my dick. And gave it a pull. It immediately fell off an incredulously high shelf. Like I mean, its eyes were red and everything. I could smell he smelled like shit tbh, like ew dude, take a shower. But he had no water. He had not paid his bills in months. "FUCK YOU, TOM NOOK!" And I did. I fucked Tom Nook good and hard in his little house that he stole from my money. My money. The money that I earned with my very had stripper career was gone. Forever. I cried for hours. And then I jumped. Finally. Gone.

So this one time I was in class, and guess what happened... a fucking school shooter walked in and killed all of my friends!! But it was okay, because they did kinda suck ass. I mean, I kinda suck ass, not literally, if you catch my grip. Only figuratively, I promise Zwaggy Elon Musk. He's so cute and happy that nobody can stop his endeavors. He will kill the innocents no matter how adorable he is. And then he'll eat them, slurp them up, and maybe even suck on them a little. Your nipples were immediately erect with pleasure at the thought of an atomic bomb. You'd think it was my penis, I mean, look at that size! But in reality, it was a weener dog. Absolute bonkers. No one saw that coming. It was absolutely insane, I mean, I wanted to gauge my eyes out at the sight. They were all doing handstands a sin, and they were publicly executed the next morning.

Once upon a time in a kingdom far, far away, some weird looking chipmunk slaved away. I recognized immediately that it was the Krunkler. But I was wrong, for it was evil Larry the penis flattener disguised as a trombone wielding dog. No one saw that wretched beast. They only saw him for the man he had become, not for the man he used to be. He was kind and benevolent, but evil. So, so evil. Slenderman laughed. He finally managed to find it. His trusty pan his old pal Yuri gave to him. He licked it. He slurped it, and he ate it. He spanked it and inhaled it till nothing was left. God did not like this very much. He frowned upon the sinners, John Arbuckle. How dare you not bring me my lasagna on time?? He cried with a thousand voices.

You never know what to expect at the space station, but the Joker doing drag in space? Now that's a party. A sex party. Starting with sex and ending with revenge. And then sex once more, for more revenge. Maybe 2 more, okay, no, 3 more rounds. The coke was filling up my nose so fast, so I had to sneeze. Coke everywhere. Even on my history homework... Hope no one is coming to school tomorrow!! We're going to go snowboarding instead! 'Snowboarding? I hate that ewww,' I exclaimed. You could never make me snowboard DAD, I said to shadow the hedgehog. 'I know, son... But I will try... I'll try my best to raise our son... but I won't be happy...' Yes you will, you fucking wuss. And so he did, the end.

Please never forget what the lobsters did to help you. The isolation was simply too much. So I had to touch grass, sadly. So I rolled in the dirt like the dirty little pig I am. 'OH, look at me being all dirty.' Hello, I gave some soap to the dude next to me cause he smelled like absolute shit so I hit him in the head with a can of deodorant. Because he needed it, he smelled like ass. And he would soon become an ass, literally. Like a midsummer nights dream, literally. Because it was midsummer and I was asleep, I'd been dreaming about death and other pleasures. And I'd kill them and then fuck them. But the lobsters stood up to me for this. They said necrophilia is perfectly acceptable. And yet I cried blood again, and again, and aaaaaAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH. And so my life ended, just as it had started, with a scream. And the devil clapped as I entered his behind and fucked him mercilessly.

I swear! I can be trusted with a military grade assault weapon! I am Charlemagne, after all, I am a very responsible man. I am sure this will have no further consequences. It did, in fact, have further consequences. Riverdale was now forever changed. Archie had cucked both Betty and Veronica. And the whole riverdale cast as well. The camera crew was very supportive of it tbh. It was so fun!!! I felt like I was dying. This is because I was, in fact, dying. It wasn't a gentle death, no, it hurt like hell, but I didn't mind the pain. In fact, I liked it. Because I am goth. My name is Dementia Darkness Raven Way. And I have long hair with red streaks and purple tips. I am basically an emo, yeah. Pretty sweet. Still a poser, though. But that's okay. I guess. Right? No, it wasn't. I had to kill myself. I had to, but it seemed kinda boring. Maybe if I just didn't give a fuck and walked away it would be better? But you didn't walk away cause you weren't a quitter. You were... a lover.

Lobsterface looked at Dipper's assault rifle. 'Pretty neat, huh?' 'I mean, yeah, but money's bigger.' 'Why are you always thinking about money? Grandma is dying!!' But grandma dying was of no interest. The inheritance didn't fo to me anyway. Should have died sooner. But you didn't. Bet. So I betted. Lost my life savings. But as everybody knows, don't stop when you can't get lower. So I got lower, I got so low I reached.... the nether?! And there were dried fetuses scattering the floor. It soon became apparent that the ceiling was made of them, too. Be made of popcorn, that's why they call me the butterman!!! Fuck, how I hated butter. It was my greatest enemy. The one thing to make me loathe life was him, he was gross, yet sexy in his own way. Bojack horseman was him. The sexy gross man he was. He destroyed this town, along with that kid. Fuck dem kids. And fuck society. Mister president, we're hitting the button.

Lady Ashmore danced in the dead of night in a bikini in the woods. She danced, l, and danced, and dance, until someone came to finally wear it. At last. But then I took it off again, to be naked in front of obamna!??! I love baguettes with a side of war crimes. Well, maybe more baguette than crime, I am french after all. Oui oui, Hon Hon, baguette! It seemed the french were back at it again, with their yellow lobsters. How many do no know of the French Yellow and what about the English green? Does it not matter to you? You know it has always mattered to me that you were ugly. I never liked it. But my mom did, and that's what bothered me. I mean, mom, stop selling me to one direction! I am afraid of pedos, mom! I'm not your prostitute to suck and fuck and beat up whenever you choose to finally bake a blueberry shaped carrot, Merlin had to study the art of cake baking at the great British bakeoff. It was sadly already too late. I had missed my show. one of the lowest points in my life.

My name is Ebony Darkness Dementia Raven Way, and my favorite song is Lightning by the Imagine Dragons. I am an emo poser. People kick me. People slap me. They always pick on me. I kinda like it. Jelly beans do pair well with raw chicken breast, Lobsterface said as they grabbed the Charlemange pink dildo from the cubby. They skibidied too close to the sun. Now they have to skibi-die. 'Brrrr skibidibopbopbopyesyes' but 'NON!' I called our over the courtroom. 'JOHN ARBUCKLE IS INNOCENT,' but none of the judges believed me. I raised my orange claw to the sky and screamed, 'WHY MR GERTRUDE!?' 'BECAUSE YOU CHEATED ON ME YOU BITCH' 'lol, skill issue.' He exclaimed, I dis not have skill issues, how dare he lie. Robin called out over the batcave, 'You, I love you forever,' the end.

Upon an evening, I was looking at the stock market when Donald Trump once again did something fucking stupid. This time, he decided to murder Garfield. It was about time he died anyway. Jon Arbuckle had to make lasagna now, or else Garfield would cannibalize the whole town till they were nothing more than bones. Satan forced the worms to eat them. But today, the worms decided they'd had enough. They fight back against the birds that had been eating their kind and they decided to eat the birds, revenge is so sweet, just like their carcasses were. I wish they were more doused in salt. That way, they would taste better when I ate them for my coronation. It sucked. Literally. So much sucking. Why was it sucking my dick anyway? I hadn't washed it in 5 weeks there was cheese all over it and it couldn't cum at all anymore. I am edging instead of gooning. So I went on r/.

Batgirl perched high above the city, only watching for now... but soon, she would attack Mr. batman. Batman never saw this coming, of course, but he did have a condom ready. Batman says, 'Safe sex!!' Better not catch those STDs. Instead, gotta go catch these hands around them ass cheeks. I danced, I danced around them with great abandon, and they all stared in awe. Immediately following this, a massive whale appeared above the lobsters and crushed them. I stepped into the sunlight and let myself be consumed by a sheep. It took me to heaven, and God ate my ass. This kind of surprised me. And it kind of turned me on, too... maybe something for meowmeowmeowmeowmeowmeowmeowmoewmeow?? What that??? The lobster army????? The lobsters came to fight the catgirls in the Great Dungeon. But they were no match for the massive green orc named Grog.