Godzilla pt. II

Post by **werldhed** » Mon Jan 30, 2006 1:48 am

break down

Post by **werldhed** » Mon Jan 30, 2006 1:55 am

Post by **werldhed** » Mon Jan 30, 2006 1:56 am

fine :icon33:

Post by **werldhed** » Mon Jan 30, 2006 1:57 am

*downloads assigned articles*

Post by **werldhed** » Mon Jan 30, 2006 6:10 am

enough of that.

Post by **werldhed** » Mon Jan 30, 2006 6:11 am

bedtime

Post by **Captain** » Mon Jan 30, 2006 11:49 am

It was too late.

Post by **Captain** » Mon Jan 30, 2006 11:49 am

The bomb had started ticking and Colonel Klink was still hammered.

Post by **Captain** » Mon Jan 30, 2006 11:49 am

Eucalyptus could only save himself and one naked chick.

Post by **Captain** » Mon Jan 30, 2006 11:50 am

He remembered Klink's famous words "No" and jumped out of a moving car for some reason.

Post by **Captain** » Mon Jan 30, 2006 11:50 am

He landed into the arms of a white-shirted man.

Post by **Captain** » Mon Jan 30, 2006 11:51 am

He woke up in a hospital room and noticed he had dreamt it all up, until he noticed he was dangling on a set of balls.

Post by **Captain** » Mon Jan 30, 2006 11:51 am

He screamed and warm pooh came out of nowhere and hit him in the back of the head.

Post by **Captain** » Mon Jan 30, 2006 11:52 am

It was the nurse. Damn bitch.

Post by **Captain** » Mon Jan 30, 2006 11:52 am

The pooh was the dinner. Damn bitch.

Post by **Captain** » Mon Jan 30, 2006 11:52 am

Eucalytpyurihas picked up a machete and hacked all the legs off the vending machines until they all cried coke and pissed pepsi.

Post by **Captain** » Mon Jan 30, 2006 11:53 am

Then a griffin came out of nowhere and left.

Post by **Captain** » Mon Jan 30, 2006 11:53 am

Then a small explosion was heard and I farted.

Post by **Captain** » Mon Jan 30, 2006 11:53 am

Then I said "Who is your daddy and what does he do?"

Post by **Captain** » Mon Jan 30, 2006 11:54 am

Then I said "My daddy is an architect and he designs commercial buildings."

Post by **Captain** » Mon Jan 30, 2006 11:55 am

Eucalyptus felt a slight burning sensation in his lower lip. He had partied too much with Gwyneth Paltrow last night.

Post by **Captain** » Mon Jan 30, 2006 11:55 am

A carton of orange juice poured itself into a glass and disassembled, but not before leaving a note.

Post by **Captain** » Mon Jan 30, 2006 11:55 am

The note was written in Japanese so it was a bunch of squiggly lines.

Post by **Captain** » Mon Jan 30, 2006 11:57 am

The squiggly lines formed a mighty sword and spawned some sort of spider bitch.

Post by **werldhed** » Fri Feb 03, 2006 2:03 pm

Survival signalling