( Me and the boys would make a story up with paper and pen, the first person would write the beginning and fold it for the next, and this is what we came up with lol
Jamaican Flavour
Once upon a time there was a turnip called Jim, He went to the market to seek out many things and came across 3 sailors that had peanuts as a welsh skinned kebab, jack the B !"£$%^^&, swapped his earplugs that was left for him for christmas. suddenly his arsehole started spewing runner beans at which point the bbc newscaster dressed in a poka dot bikini said nelly has packed her cu"£ and fell down the mountain on a F£$^&*$ cuboard, in the itchyest pile of t"£%^£$ brambles and shouted aww you C$%t at the top of his girly voice! She screamed louder and louder, so she screamed louder at him. He looked at her because his bum chocked on too many chewits. If there was a god he would smile because life was always meant to be this beautiful - everyday we feel powered, we have warmth. something - it exists.
oh but it does said the homosexual ant eater bumming a penguin. "Please can I join your chucuzi of love and let me take you hand and slap my bum into oblivion. (lol) God asked Dennis, cripled nipples from san-fran-cisco. We have stupled upon sadam husseins brain beans - Jamaica Flavour (lol). Butterflys wan£$%g watching Grease and looking fly in their Gucci socks loving their cousin (lol) and Bu%m"£g one of the girls every saturday off his face on the mad powder mdma and so he fell to his death
The End
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