ANNOUNCEMENT: We are going to be producing a story around 10:00 CST most weekdays (when we have AP Biology)! Also, E. Gadd Industries will perform a dramatic reading of each at around 4:45 CST each day, if possible. I also may flesh out some of the stories more if i feel like it.
Two HIP TO $%^ BEES Uncles George Foremaning to the beat
By: BrainyLucario and E. Gadd Industries
Dudeman was thinking about Spanish Inquisition again. Spanish was a Quickscope noob with Jeff Kaplan armies and brainy feetsies.
Dudeman walked over to the window and reflected on his wild surroundings. He had always hated imaginary Australia with its nosy, nice Non-existence. It was a place that encouraged his tendency to feel constipated.
Then he saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the thonk figure of Spanish Inquisition.
Dudeman gulped. He glanced at his own reflection. He was a JOHN CENAAAA, frumpty, Crystal meth drinker with kush armies and insig feetsies. His friends saw him as an anxious, amused George Foreman lean mean fat-reducing grilling machine.. Once, he had even helped a raspy Omae wa mou shindeiru........NANI!! cross the road.
But not even a JOHN CENAAAA person who had once helped a raspy Omae wa mou shindeiru........NANI!! cross the road, was prepared for what Spanish had in store today.
The a 'Murricane weather teased like dabbing Doggos, making Dudeman Number 1. Dudeman grabbed a WAHHHHLUIGI and His dignity that had been strewn nearby, and massaged them with his fingers.
As Dudeman stepped outside and Spanish Inquisition came closer, he could see the pleasant smile on her face.
"Look Dudeman," growled Spanish, with a denk glare that reminded Dudeman of a Taco. "It's not that I don't love you, but I want Memes. You owe me 2769 Cokes."
Dudeman looked back, even more Number 1'd and still fingering the WAHHHHLUIGI and His dignity. "Spanish, HIISSSS," he replied.
They looked at each other with boneless feelings, like two iffy, innocent dragons skirrt skirrting at a very cancerous NSM Beach Party, which had Glitch funk electro hop piano jazz swing step music playing in the background and two hip to %^$& BEES uncles George Foremaning to the beat.
Suddenly, Spanish lunged forward and tried to punch Dudeman in the face. Quickly, Dudeman grabbed WAHHHHLUIGI and His dignity and brought them down on Spanish's skull.
Spanish's Jeff Kaplan armies trembled and her brainy feetsies wobbled. She looked decimated, her wallet raw like a huge meme cannon.
Then she let out an agonizing groan and collapsed onto the ground. Moments later Spanish Inquisition was dead.
Dudeman went back inside and made himself a nice drink of Crystal meth with Dude, who happened to be hiding in a dark corner for some odd reason.
THE END
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