A Three Word Story - Story 3

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Re: A Three Word Story - Story 3

Postby thebuddhaman on Wed Apr 04, 2012 8:55 am

Bored, bored, bored. Peanut butter, bananas is what I say when something strikes me as inspiration for a way to annoy anyone within sight. For I was having a bad cup of coffee when I went to the window and then jumped on the mailman, who shot me with a tazer right in the middle of my right foot.

When the Screaming Baby claimed FTF on a difficulty five cache using only a pacifier and bottle of milk, I was so filled with regret that I forgot a clean diaper,so i went back down the river to get a Catholic bishop. Although Zombie Orthodox are more fun. The famed symbologist Sir Edmund Hillary found the icy T-shirt lying near a honey badger who was very put out about all the RAIN that he went waltzing down the yellow brick road.

Suddenly! A tiger got a text. Which was odd, seeing that he does not have unlimited texting. However the tiny buttons were no match for the mouse, but the touchscreen giggled when he had to restart. Fortunately the digitizer had recently been calibrated to accept randomly assigned coordinates. That's just bad.

At the Jeep, Screaming Baby decided to fix the flux capacitor since the 1.21 Gigawatts was really .21 "Lady Gagas What?!?!" My poker face failed me then. Out of nowhere the Red Barron appeared with Snoopy in a boat. That wasn't in the cache description, as written by the most nefarious Sir Edmund Hillary, father of nefarious Lady Edmnina Hillary.

The Cache Thieves, drunken with victory made a fatal and immensely silly decision. They decided they needed hats. Very Silly Hats. Mega silly hats. Many silly hats.

Meanwhile, back at the rat cave, (hats be damned), the jaegermonsters were fighting over a goot smellink gurl. (As everyone knows, that really means good smelling girl, as determined by the Darwin theory). The fight originating back in 1886 by airship pirates. (Pirates being the Ninjas natural enemy).

But I digress, don't we all. Where was I? Oh look, SHINY! A silver pony pulling a wagon filled with sausages. The driver had on a sombrero
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Re: A Three Word Story - Story 3

Postby Spotty Spotty Pony Girl on Wed Apr 04, 2012 1:29 pm

Bored, bored, bored. Peanut butter, bananas is what I say when something strikes me as inspiration for a way to annoy anyone within sight. For I was having a bad cup of coffee when I went to the window and then jumped on the mailman, who shot me with a tazer right in the middle of my right foot.

When the Screaming Baby claimed FTF on a difficulty five cache using only a pacifier and bottle of milk, I was so filled with regret that I forgot a clean diaper,so i went back down the river to get a Catholic bishop. Although Zombie Orthodox are more fun. The famed symbologist Sir Edmund Hillary found the icy T-shirt lying near a honey badger who was very put out about all the RAIN that he went waltzing down the yellow brick road.

Suddenly! A tiger got a text. Which was odd, seeing that he does not have unlimited texting. However the tiny buttons were no match for the mouse, but the touchscreen giggled when he had to restart. Fortunately the digitizer had recently been calibrated to accept randomly assigned coordinates. That's just bad.

At the Jeep, Screaming Baby decided to fix the flux capacitor since the 1.21 Gigawatts was really .21 "Lady Gagas What?!?!" My poker face failed me then. Out of nowhere the Red Barron appeared with Snoopy in a boat. That wasn't in the cache description, as written by the most nefarious Sir Edmund Hillary, father of nefarious Lady Edmnina Hillary.

The Cache Thieves, drunken with victory made a fatal and immensely silly decision. They decided they needed hats. Very Silly Hats. Mega silly hats. Many silly hats.

Meanwhile, back at the rat cave, (hats be damned), the jaegermonsters were fighting over a goot smellink gurl. (As everyone knows, that really means good smelling girl, as determined by the Darwin theory). The fight originating back in 1886 by airship pirates. (Pirates being the Ninjas natural enemy).

But I digress, don't we all. Where was I? Oh look, SHINY! A silver pony pulling a wagon filled with sausages. The driver had on a sombrero, bright orange and
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Re: A Three Word Story - Story 3

Postby Spotty Spotty Pony Girl on Thu Apr 19, 2012 9:13 pm

Bored, bored, bored. Peanut butter, bananas is what I say when something strikes me as inspiration for a way to annoy anyone within sight. For I was having a bad cup of coffee when I went to the window and then jumped on the mailman, who shot me with a tazer right in the middle of my right foot.

When the Screaming Baby claimed FTF on a difficulty five cache using only a pacifier and bottle of milk, I was so filled with regret that I forgot a clean diaper,so i went back down the river to get a Catholic bishop. Although Zombie Orthodox are more fun. The famed symbologist Sir Edmund Hillary found the icy T-shirt lying near a honey badger who was very put out about all the RAIN that he went waltzing down the yellow brick road.

Suddenly! A tiger got a text. Which was odd, seeing that he does not have unlimited texting. However the tiny buttons were no match for the mouse, but the touchscreen giggled when he had to restart. Fortunately the digitizer had recently been calibrated to accept randomly assigned coordinates. That's just bad.

At the Jeep, Screaming Baby decided to fix the flux capacitor since the 1.21 Gigawatts was really .21 "Lady Gagas What?!?!" My poker face failed me then. Out of nowhere the Red Barron appeared with Snoopy in a boat. That wasn't in the cache description, as written by the most nefarious Sir Edmund Hillary, father of nefarious Lady Edmnina Hillary.

The Cache Thieves, drunken with victory made a fatal and immensely silly decision. They decided they needed hats. Very Silly Hats. Mega silly hats. Many silly hats.

Meanwhile, back at the rat cave, (hats be damned), the jaegermonsters were fighting over a goot smellink gurl. (As everyone knows, that really means good smelling girl, as determined by the Darwin theory). The fight originating back in 1886 by airship pirates. (Pirates being the Ninjas natural enemy).

But I digress, don't we all. Where was I? Oh look, SHINY! A silver pony pulling a wagon filled with sausages. The driver had on a sombrero, bright orange and yellow. Rather garish
Sidekick LWB said to sidekick engineer, 'I've hung out with people i've met on the internet before but i've never run into any of them in the middle of the woods.' (Upper Yough Trek)

Buffaloes and tigers are one thing, but mustelids are not to be trifled with.
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Re: A Three Word Story - Story 3

Postby Spotty Spotty Pony Girl on Sun Jul 15, 2012 7:22 am

Bored, bored, bored. Peanut butter, bananas is what I say when something strikes me as inspiration for a way to annoy anyone within sight. For I was having a bad cup of coffee when I went to the window and then jumped on the mailman, who shot me with a tazer right in the middle of my right foot.

When the Screaming Baby claimed FTF on a difficulty five cache using only a pacifier and bottle of milk, I was so filled with regret that I forgot a clean diaper,so i went back down the river to get a Catholic bishop. Although Zombie Orthodox are more fun. The famed symbologist Sir Edmund Hillary found the icy T-shirt lying near a honey badger who was very put out about all the RAIN that he went waltzing down the yellow brick road.

Suddenly! A tiger got a text. Which was odd, seeing that he does not have unlimited texting. However the tiny buttons were no match for the mouse, but the touchscreen giggled when he had to restart. Fortunately the digitizer had recently been calibrated to accept randomly assigned coordinates. That's just bad.

At the Jeep, Screaming Baby decided to fix the flux capacitor since the 1.21 Gigawatts was really .21 "Lady Gagas What?!?!" My poker face failed me then. Out of nowhere the Red Barron appeared with Snoopy in a boat. That wasn't in the cache description, as written by the most nefarious Sir Edmund Hillary, father of nefarious Lady Edmnina Hillary.

The Cache Thieves, drunken with victory made a fatal and immensely silly decision. They decided they needed hats. Very Silly Hats. Mega silly hats. Many silly hats.

Meanwhile, back at the rat cave, (hats be damned), the jaegermonsters were fighting over a goot smellink gurl. (As everyone knows, that really means good smelling girl, as determined by the Darwin theory). The fight originating back in 1886 by airship pirates. (Pirates being the Ninjas natural enemy).

But I digress, don't we all. Where was I? Oh look, SHINY! A silver pony pulling a wagon filled with sausages. The driver had on a sombrero, bright orange and yellow. Rather garish, but that's just
Sidekick LWB said to sidekick engineer, 'I've hung out with people i've met on the internet before but i've never run into any of them in the middle of the woods.' (Upper Yough Trek)

Buffaloes and tigers are one thing, but mustelids are not to be trifled with.
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