1st dorky game thread

[veela]

okay we need like some sort of game thread I guess cause I am addicted to dorky games what do y'all say.

Something dorky like the ones I have seen else where like the person above me or one/ the other, randon question, three word story and so on


I'm going to post everything we've done so far so everyone can read it:

The horse was confused because he fell over twice knocking over the startled French woman in2 a ditch she tried to kick the horse but the dragon swooped down and ate the horse giving him indigestion. A malevolent fairy became enamoured of all the calamity and spelled the dragon into health. The French woman fought the dragon with a stick made of cotton but missed and... fell into the The French lady who screamed bloody Hell whats happening The dragon replied You and I are having intimate eye contact, but the lady ran and collided with the fairy, who waved her wand and turned the French woman into a blueberry muffin The dragon was allergic to muffins so the fairy was very disgruntled And she allso was offended by the sick litte Smell the dragon was emitting. So She sprayed it a freaking sick cloying jasmine scent labeled as "Febreeze" although it was not as nice as was hoped It still managed to do that masking odor trick. Just then a bee landed on the dragons testicles (sorry,,i had to lol) (really, frizzer! lol) The dragon snorted and scrambled backwards in2 a nest of fire ants The nest collapsed and swarms of ants crawled up (lol you can see it coming can't you) Jack's magic beanstalk (you really saw that coming? Lol!) Jack was surprised (lol,,,errmmm no) and unwittingly dropped onto the dragon's folded wings. The monkey ran and grabbed a banana then he tryed sharing with Jack.The dragon proclaimed Thats my banana and proceeded to Burn them alive But he had gotten tired of bananas cos they were not for "Princess-Knight Flambe." So he went to get a cow for her but projectile vomitted That was a unexpected event that caused him to twirl around frantically then fall on the malignant fairy. (Or was it malicious?) The fairy was squashed flat. The Dragon smirked and regarded his rump as a good "Automatic Fairy Squasher." He peeled off the fairy and said to her: you are so two-dimensional! Hah! you litte wierdo Then He Bit his lip and cried like a crocodile, grinning as crazy german burning Tourists ran at The Castle Walls. They were afraid that the dragon would squish them The dragon just flicked them like little nasty boogers! The tourists flew through the air like fleas off a dog with really bad breath Speaking of fleas, they tend to corrode the buttocks... when used incorrectly. There once was two dragons but one caught the the irresistable princess in a sleeperhold the better to consult about dressmakers. Although the princess whose petticoats were Entangled strangley with Small Squid Tenticals.

Recap:


The princess screamed but nobody cared. Screaming " Hermy's insane" Who answered, "Thanks!" (lol!) The princess cried "You don't understand... some idiot gave away my scepter and I want to eat some.... (so when are we publishing this? hehe) Fantastical, splediferous, beans made from large (how do you make beans?) magical musical fruit. "Sounds... odd." Said my scepter back in the other room. (i know its four words! LEAVE ME ALONE!) (i dunno how to make beans....ask someone else.) Suddenly, the beans started to jump all over the brand new linoleum so the sad mother cooked the splediferous jumping beans (from fabulous flora) into magic soup! Of wonderfulment taste and fabtabulous texture... I wish that every dust bunny could hop around without predation from *nice word hermione. Predation* The Marshmellow Man. S'More Man challenged him to duel, sogginess factor nonwithstanding, However the Marshmellowman was too sweet and was expanding his corporate holdings (couldn't resist) With a flamethrower, instead of shreading his opponent's reputation through political campaigning. Of course the Smoreman's Advisors were. ...using campaign contributions to buy gummybears. To pay off the wicked witch who ate hansel Frizzer had hangover usually caused by stinky cheese and excessive abuse of women of the tribe of maenads who only wore raw animal skins. Frizzer loved it. Especially when they cooked up some Hot Apple Pie. That he could (ha ha ha) Throw at the Ugly people that persisted in annoying the pants off the Marshmellow Man. Then there was Marshmellow Man's mother-in-law A real Dragon with fire breath and gargantuan buttocks licked its own Brand of saltlick YUM said the Creature of Darkness who hada giant (hada is cheating! Cheating! On the other hand, giant is a fun start. Okay, you're forgiven.)
mole shaped like Probiscus that it used as its ariel to receive lots of tangy Tasty Tetse Flies! But the mother-in-law... (tasty tsetse flies? lol) had zits shaped so strangely that People Called Her for zit advice. But She Only ate pickled jams. So the Dragon Phoned Dave Letterman in an attempt To meet Madonna Didn't work, because Madonna only shakes her little maracas. in pink leotards and slightly strange flea flicking lizardmen that jump through Flaming Hula Hoops Upon the command of the all mighty fish man who sisnt really a man atall. :-D more of a alien. David Letterman who secretly was a DC fan told the Dragon my ranch is coming under fire from the fanatical rock of wonder. So hero Frizzer (lol, throwing you back in there!) ran immediately to the Maenad tribe, worshipers of curdled lemon pudding, and So please help because I have no earthly idea Where justthisguy got the idea to Run a clan without The Question of time consuming his every moment. Justthisguy is the Nicest submarine man of Rind's secret "House of Forbidden... tuna fish sandwiches" and then we went to the "Harry Potter" movie which was really bad butt fantastic! The popcorn, however, was salted and rather stale. So.... The Manager had a sudden fit and bit the French woman remember only the most special poodles were counted as the Lord High Masters BUT the Dragon Ate the crap-poodles little poodle feet AND their booties With Fava beans Then it Said I am the Poodle eating dragon beware of my stinky morning breath! its DOG breath was so powerful that the wallpaper on the lamppost (hey, Hermione.... wanta do another recap?) spontaneously changed into (No, once was enough! Lol, you can always do it yourself, if you don't mind getting dizzy from electronic 'paste' fumes!) another angry dragon!! looking for Listerine he's called Clifford Mortimer Vanderbilt IV a silly green creature with a personal quest. He was looking for the strange glowy thingy of Kaye Le Seneschal (sorry, four words, but it was a name! You can't break that up; he's already a fictional character. If you broke up his name, too, his existential uncertainty would really get out of hand!) which had a ultra Listerine quality subtly accented with undertones of port. This quest was unsettlingly brief because the dragons mother called him home For his tea with lemon biscuits. The dragon's mother was a lovely Old scaled thing delicately tinted "avocado", With a limp she carefully concealed. Her stash of Earl Grey Tea which tasted like Ghandis flip flops was kept in Her armpit pouch explaining the taste! Of sweaty tea

(contributors: Victoria, Vertigo3, Frizzer, Hermione, Dathron, MagicMuffin, Cynder, Bobon, Blacksky90, Justthisguy, Torra)

Meanwhile, back at the ranch the Bush Family Ate Southern Fried Fugu and deplored "liberals" unsurprisingly, (well, it's Bush, after all, lol!) and also picked his nose with a pitchfork, which was entertaining and extremely freaky although not unexpected. Her nose bled blue kool-aid which surprised her so much that her freakish ears buzzed like Really Angry little Fireflies of lust from the land of Halloween. Then pie fell out of the oven. So the lady yelled "Woah dude! Get shovel and a spade and help the French woman fill it into the ocean.” While the great blue giant fireball attacked with its…blueness, the sailboat flipped unashamedly to the squid named Joe. In the meantime, there was a boogery purple people eater with spiky green wings and one giant mole on its upper thigh in place of a meat thermometer. It had a really big ugly toe with a big rainbow toenail that smelled of deep fried onions with a hint of Vanilla Bean. Then the ugly French woman said "Mon cher monster,
(translation: my dear monster) fetch me a (sorry, don't know french) cold glass of Elephant's milk and maybe you'll live to see another pickled pork eating day of splendiferous servitude." He replied, "My French tart, you're not so buxom as I, but perhaps we could throw a buxom-making party in Silicone valley. And while they were and while were fabulously buxomous party, the rampaging dragons scorched everything in sight with great deep purple flames. In furious reciprocation, the gigantic dragon who watches over the frightened people, chastised the errants in a ferocious manner. "Just what is this coquettish yet destructive action supposed to be accomplishing? I see this circle we can never seem to break out. I propose that reparations be made to all of those harmed. You must take charge of this project! Everyone else must support this endeavor whole heartedly. Now go!" Meanwhile, the cats and dogs of Chinatown had rampaged through the fruit produce section of the local ministry bean eaters, who promptly took out their knives to chop up the windfall. But lo and behold giants came running which considerably interrupted the "festive" happenings and Gunther Pickinghisnose jumped and ran. The dragon turned and burst Gunther the timespace continuum blasted into a land filled with pink sticky gumdrops who weren't happy at the French poodle sniffing miscreants poodle in Paris, Texas with Keanu Reeves. There were fireworks of monumental proportions that had disrupted the court proceedings without a warning. It created a violent wormhole to a fifth dimension where the president was ripped to ittybitty bush shreads!!! (sorry bush supporters. ) And then the Hitchhiker's Guide Fell into the hands The Flying Dutchman held outstretched. He was not quite sure what it made cake into but he knew Angel Food Cake was really froggish and likely to give him warts if he smelled like tostidos. So, he pondered for hours, "What is going to happen if I hit it with a big large piece of laffy taffy in france." He decided that it was to be a splendiferous piece of silly southern comfort enhanced jumbo fat interesting experiment, and tried. Soon, he exploded into small piecesthat the guide could not see through the crowd of giant squids attending an auction and buying lots of lumpy pizza shaped tiffany lampshades. politely moved aside (so they could see, remember? Sorry, just trying to tie up all the loose clauses) in order to do the "Hokey-hockey tribal ritual. After they cleaned the resultant mess the aliens blasted Two German Tourists with hyperspace globular by a interdimentional black hole. But then we all stopped them by aiming our stupendous toenails of putridness against their flapjacks that were poorly prepared for poisonous toenails. They were defeated in a sedate dormant and docile manner, known only to monks of higher obvious power, thus proving the theory of most wacky scientists toes to be completely blown of their rocking pie tossers. So then the uzi-toting monks shot the French
up with silly rockets of joy pudding filled pies. But all of the lint sniffing monkeys jumped under the golden gate but calvin and Bill Nye beat the French by 1 and ½. Soon the French ran way because the dragon died of heartburn amazingly, because it ate Un muy picante habanero It burned going-out *okay so i cheated* of the large and slightly inflamed potterheads of vertigos big beautiful eyes made of cheese. “MMMM yummy eyes,” said the dragon while he ate them. ”They taste like wonderful buttered pork rinds”. Then the big nasty Frenchie frogs came swooping down to feast on the lizard innards cake. So then Superman, with his cape, stopped the tornado with his bare feet. His shoes were not on, (gratifying his valet) which is why he ran to help superman with his parking difficulties, necessitating a quick check of his Superhero parking permit, which was out in the vast Parking lot of DOOM! But then dathron The happy Fairy (lol sorry dude, couldn't resist) jumped on frizzer, (np man ) who seemed surprised to have a fairy jumping on his melon shaped bear like features which tasted exactly like his brother's cheese that he thought he could stomach but he puked it up because it tasted like Stilton with nuts and cola all whipped in mushy okra. While the great big dragon decided to hold a barbequeue (Sigh, how do you spell that, anyway?) to celebrate his 4,550,500,999,001st anniversary of Flaming Permit happiness. But the barbeque (yeah how DO you spell that?) was a failure, so the dragon decided to go up to his local post office and cry on the janitor's knee. Quite why a jumpy pig boy dressed as janitor ate the entire Mormon Tabernacle Choir. Meanwhile in Atlantis, many fish were attacking a silicon Breasted basking shark with poison darts until it was reduced to quivering purple gelatinous goo. After that, the fish scattered, leaving a trail of poisoned shark entrails behind so the Department of Environmental Quality, (shoot me ) who shortened sentences came to do a sentence shortening into acronyms like D E Q. others include : the l. a. d. m. society, which of course meant the leech that swam with amiable dancing manatees, an organization which is really cheesy and has peeps who do alarm duty for growing numbers of bewildered bystanders. Bravely, whittling their sticks into gaming markers worth ten bob as poker chips. Red chips are a pony each, and blue ones aren’t for keeps, just for show and bragging rights. But few would bother with them because of the better yellow ones which do shine like Verti's Eyes (yes I’m full of myself, SO WHAT?) after eating donuts.(PBTHTHTH!!) (don't you mean BEFORE?) The poker tournament lasted all night until the ugly radioactive sea monster was caught outside with an ace up his sleeve, and a gun in his boot, and a razor in his hairdo. The police all surrounded him, saying, “drop the razor!!!” The sea monster bravely decided to make a swim boat disappear over the cliffs edge to escape, but suddenly the swimboat sprouted wings, and suprisingly, couldn't fly!(just like wahoo ) Of course, that helped the police although not Wahoo and the police eventually captured him but he fought so fiercely at the time that the police resorted to purple monkey (heh heh) power guns! The beast yelled in Svengali, which didn't make sense to the policemen, who stood in disbelief as they watched this crazy being mutate into a large rotating column ( ) that started to vibrate very very violently because of top heavy beading and the inevitably gigantic cucumber top. The winged boat began to display disturbing course patterns bedazzling the policemen whom refused to comprehend the quite supernatural nature of the fantastical flying boat. Later that day, across the country, millions of people were watching the spectacle on TV. The only problem was that the great big gorilla newscasters kept interrupting the events. So the pink panthers (who had previously eaten their young) began to take up their spears and mobilize forces. but the beast -like CEO resisted their furious attempts to hold him in a headlock with a banana. In the tailpipe the smelly car full of carbon came trundling towards a very strange grouping of buildings that seemed to stretch every direction apart from North. The car swerved to avoid a moving building. Luckily Wet Soggy Papersaved the day. "Hurray for soggy!" So remember, next time you're in a built up smelly car, you should remember to call for wet smell removal cloths soaking in gin. Count me out of the entire world of combining words into big exasperating sentence structures. Then the dragon ate the kids and everyone died. THE