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The add a sentence story thread. Theme - The adventures of FUBAR

....there you go.... 33 years of religious asceticism and scriptural adherence ....


Only to be shafted up the shitter by a dodgy druggie off the Internet....


Raasy cried immensely and ran off... as best as he could anyway.... his stretched anus walls from FUBAR's enormous cock became a major hindrance to his running stride.
 
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. . . As her phone rang, somewhere in Siam her beloved son was slumbering, when he suddenly awoke, sat bolt upright and screamed "MA!!!!!!!NOOOOO. . .
 
The call was from Mervin. Jack suspected he was CIA but he could never be sure. They took Vodka Martinis on the terrace and...
 
FUBAR ran to catch them as he really wanted that Stereolab album but just before he got in position he spotted a jar of jenkem and immediately felt uncontrollable cravings and forgot about the plummeting duo and unscrewed the lid and as he inhaled he realised it was in fact a jar of...
 
No it was jenkem alright. FUBAR however, was indiscriminate in his tastes and was about to embark on a mighty adventure-trip, thanks to the imported waste, fresh from an anonymous donator in Sudan.
 
This was some of the most potent jenkem FUBAR had ever encountered. He poured the contents of the jar over his head and began to rub the dark rancid liquid over his skin with glee.

He suddenly noticed movement out of the corner of his eye. It was Ordinary Mind having his way with the old toothless bum on the park bench. Immediately aroused FUBAR...
 
... Spoke to him using his very best annunciation. Terrified by the mildly Caledonian intonations FUBAR ran until he could run no more.

Surely this calamitous day could hold no more surprises! But just as his breathing returned to its normal squelchy grunting he looked up to see...
 
a giant flying salami with what appeared to be a three headed otter dancing on top. FUBAR didn't know what to make of this...he strongly suspected he must have been dosed by Consumer somehow.
As the world began melting around him FUBAR used his last grip on reality to...
 
Grip the only thing he knew would provide him a grounding in reality unlike no other, the infamous and fabled appendage known as...
 
Tiny Tim. FUBAR could tell he needed more help than his cock could provide. This had never happened before. He cursed Consumer and his fucking acid. He picked up his phone which now looked like a banana doing a belly dance and almost dropped it when it started to ring. What kind of belly dancing banana rings like a phone? Confused he answered the banana only to find he was talking to..
 
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