/x/ attempts a campy ghost story. one sentence at a time. make

There was this fat guy you know? And he loved to play with his TITS

WHEN I WAS

LICH MY DICK

SUCC MY BAaL

OOPS TWAS ME?

Then a skeleton popped out.

And his tits fell off on the skeleton face,givin him a boner

Then a Muslim exploded.
The end

Or was it the end really...

And then we smelt something like burning copper or salty milk and coins.

>>19160816
the fat guy had tourettes syndrome, which caused him to say all sorts of perverted things.

Everyone of us could kill each other if we wanted to...sweat dreams.

However, consequences where never the same after that night

BUT WHO WAS PHONE

summer is here

Summer is Here
an erotic poem by /x/

There was this fat guy you know? And he loved to play with his TITS.

"WHEN I WAS. LICH MY DICK. SUCC MY BAaL. OOPS TWAS ME?" Then a skeleton popped out, and his tits fell off on the skeleton's face, givin' him a boner. Then a Muslim exploded.

The end... Or was it the end really? The ride never ends.

And then we smelt something like burning copper or salty milk and coins. You see, the fat guy had Tourette's syndrome, which caused him to say all sorts of perverted things. "Every one of us could kill each other if we wanted to... Sweat dreams..."

However, consequences were never the same after that night. But who was phone?

>>19161601
Beautiful, a work of art

>>19161614
Not OP, I just realized that it was secretly a brilliant, coherent whole.

Here's the audiobook.

http://vocaroo.com/i/s1CezwaeL1Od

But, who was phone?

>>19161646
Loved it, get a better microphone btw

>>19161721
Thanks :3
yeah I have a headset, I should plug it in

>>19161222
One night when he was at home browsing Stormfront and Trap Porn he started to get strange messages on his computer, like...

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>>19161601
beautiful
should we make another?

Man Door Hand Hook Car

There was once a Satanist weasel who lived under a tree, and folk called him Jimmy the Satanic Ritual Abuse Stoat, or Jimmy SRAS for short.

One day, due to a typing error at the post office, he was accidentally delivered some mail addressed to "Jimmy, SASR", who was a British man who lived up the street and was a member of the Special Air Services Regiment.

Due to his lack of strong moral values, the weasel opened this letter, in hopes that it would contain child pornography.

(your turn)

>>19164263
He turned to his colleague, who was directly behind him, and said "I love you sweaty"

Then who was phone
happy summer

turns out it lt was the documented conspiracy theory that the real reason why the urinal walls so you wouldn't look at penises are made for 5'6 manlets because the reptilian jews made humanity conform to midget people.

and then he died