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[Xifanie]

The spirits reached the top of mine mind when I put in action mine marvelous idea to play with the creature that is butchered into bacon of mine neighbor.

I ate the uribo after it got tired.

[philsov]

And thus we paraded and danced through the weld til its energy was nigh-gone.  However, its glowing sweat enticed me so, and it lain there so swadled in natures grace.  Allure was met with decisiveness, and shortly thereafter we found ourselves in full coitous; the uribo with its two hinds legs arching toward the east and the west, and my mouth, my voice, the instrument of my songs was the warm wind of summer.  Were it a goat it would have bleeted, were it a wolf it would have howled.  But it was an uribo, so there was a feeble squeel, and soft succulent bacon turned into rigid yet caring diamond.  My neighbor will be most vexed, but it was a labor of love, lust, and lamentation.   Ne'er more!

(Yes, I did go there!)

I slept for the night and decided to tell the neighbor tomorrow.

[Xifanie]

The day passed as our star rose from the east warming up the land and water, letting me open mine eyes for I to admire the magnificent view to end its course at the west leaving naught to light, all to darkness. Mine energy running out, a location where recovery was possible was necessary. The uribo was in my stomach, although its skin was still there. Thus, using ropes I created a masterpiece: the S Bag (sleeping bag). If a woman were to utilize it, she were to be completely recovered; but still hungry. I utilized the S Bag but in order to achieve the task a sex change was required. The last thing to do was to admit the atrocities that happened to the poor uribo.

The neighbor threw a stone on me and I fell off the cliff.

[PX_Timefordeath]

As I explained the tragick tale of his wife, his fury thus greweth tenfold with each passing second. As I foresaw, his wrath doth go where no beast had before explored. As I finished serenading the hymn, I was prepared for what vengeance he doth seeketh. I had braced myself for a tackle, but what came forth was very much worse. As the large, solid, round, hard object strucketh my face, my body was hence sent flying. Fearing for the worst, I turned around mid-flight, and I saw a deep gorge. My breath hath escaped me, but I had a noble trick up my sleeve. Rotating myself in mid-air, I focused all energy into my arse.

I farted and flew into my neighbor.

[Kokojo]

From mine intestines came a cruel mouvement ; a melancoly of the simpliest of foods and minerals, gazeous in existance, as they came out of the depts of my body, tearing appart the now wrecthed air, giving mine body an noble advantage of flight ; and thus my composition of existance flew into mine ennemie, making him fall forthwards.

Then I stabbed him with my teeths.

[Archael]

The day passed as our star rose from the east warming up the land and water, letting me open mine eyes for I to admire the magnificent view to end its course at the west leaving naught to light, all to darkness. Mine energy running out, a location where recovery was possible was necessary. The uribo was in my stomach, although its skin was still there. Thus, using ropes I created a masterpiece: the S Bag (sleeping bag). If a woman were to utilize it, she were to be completely recovered; but still hungry. I utilized the S Bag but in order to achieve the task a sex change was required. The last thing to do was to admit the atrocities that happened to the poor uribo.

The neighbor threw a stone on me and I fell off the cliff.

lol

[Xifanie]

This reaction was to be expected and I already prepared myself for mine enemy's upcoming rage. Sharper than the sword and mightier than the pen, this tool can eradicate the most monstrous of monsters. Taking my sharp mouth bones, I dashed toward him, while his flesh couldn't dodge the fatal blow.

EDITED YOU FUCKING GRAMMAR NAZI

I drank all his blood.

[Dominic NY18]

This reaction was to be expected and I already prepared myself for mine foe's upcoming rage. Sharper than the sword and mightier than the pen, this tool can eradicate the most monstrous of monsters. Taking mine sharp mouth bones, I dashed toward him, whom couldn't dodge the fatal blow.

I drank all his blood.

In an archaic sense, "mine" is only used before words that begin with a vowel. And "whom" is the objective form of "who"...

This thread reminds me of Frog from Chrono Trigger.

/grammar police

[PX_Timefordeath]

As thy neighbor's salty fluid of life entered into my mouth down into mine stomacke, I realized that thee blood thirsting ritual was as rare as Marquist Elmdore feasting upon thy maidens with thy fangs.

My wife found me and the corpse.