The Story - By Morph (One Word Game)

There we were, slowly scouting behind the old airfield when the raiders
tried to capture the dassie. Aiming my Pilum towards the small
repulsive rodent, I heard KFC offered free vouchers on any deliveries
of cats. That smell, strangley similar to Will's P90 socks. Org1965 was
rolling barb-wire around Slaksous's ankles, while Morphza was erecting
laser
lights to zapp those ferocious Pirate Klingon's. Spaming grenades
through the =DAC= practice area klilling []=BUD rabid mongrels and
two's.

Alien was singing "We Won't Stop the chickens from flying into space"

So
later that evening, while waiting for Godzilla to possess the desirable
Pamela cheesecracker, he exploded ferociously while shooting his 9mm
into the bum of creation. Oreo's green lantern had only a few charges
for the moment, running low on spirits, Atum45 sold tickets belonging
to Bangbus untill they punctured his inflatable doll. DP3050 burst out
scowling at the driver who drank petrol from shoes until monkeys with
kilts started dancing erotically on the mound of -=NFX=- bodies.

Somewhere
near the lake two bananas snuck past great piles of ape fur. Backgat
biltong and Castle lager is almost breaking through the barrier created
by DP3050 and Alchoholics Forever. However, pac-man stole 1.000.000
pieces of chewy bubblegum in-order to glue them violently onto the
plank bomb that suddenly vanished into the spaceships warp gate and
gave them bullets. Licking his P90 silencer, Jansen looked at DP3050's
massive chocolate covered starfish keen to have some extreme
extraordinary fun poking things up Zonk's vertical lift.

Stars
smell rather like toasted marshmellows baking in bleach. However,
muffins with caramel nuts redefine how mankind survived throughout
those extreme days during the monsoon era when we slaughtered the
Nuts-gatherer with the last bit of RDX. Then they gathered their nuts
without any hesitation because they could do anything, since their
girlfriends
were on top of him at spacestation 43, busy rolling joints between
their toes while thinking of the red little scissors that spontaneously
burst fire and devoured boertjie at his house.

Twelve hungry
little devils playing with Boertjie's little feet next to Jansen,
munching furiously at luiperdwurms. After puking up Mcdonalds cheese
all the furry mousepads, when suddenly !!!

Pussycats with
micro-bikinis sliding down poles into jelly filled up to her navel,
while she ravished a slimey. Will1970 snores through a small
ventilation duct that converts his green goo into Amstel class beer.

Midnight light breaks in through the shattered , greasy window over-looking the pale snow covered Battle-Walker... "BOOOM" Said the hungry minituare as -=CTK=- unloaded emotions, crying about Ronald-McDonald's corrupt HDD.

Evil Morphza, licking up the dry ice from the ground, wondered who urinated on the face of controversial ponies, black baboon & Yellow coloured belly dancing freaks. Summernights heat Morphza's rockhard 3rd Generation muscles, yuck!

Hungry critters enjoys gunpowder explosions as Will plants explosives near his ear and watches tornados blow beside his hairy cousins. Sometimes catastrophes never seems to be enough, while Morphza discovers nothing boring with WOMEN!! Except he bats left handedly for team that sings.

Deadly Alliance anthem sung ghastly made little progress while Fever drooled over Morphza. Suddenly all posts

There we were, slowly scouting behind the old airfield when the raiders
tried to capture the dassie. Aiming my Pilum towards the small
repulsive rodent, I heard KFC offered free vouchers on any deliveries
of cats. That smell, strangley similar to Will's P90 socks. Org1965 was
rolling barb-wire around Slaksous's ankles, while Morphza was erecting
laser
lights to zapp those ferocious Pirate Klingon's. Spaming grenades
through the =DAC= practice area klilling []=BUD rabid mongrels and
two's.

Alien was singing "We Won't Stop the chickens from flying into space"

So
later that evening, while waiting for Godzilla to possess the desirable
Pamela cheesecracker, he exploded ferociously while shooting his 9mm
into the bum of creation. Oreo's green lantern had only a few charges
for the moment, running low on spirits, Atum45 sold tickets belonging
to Bangbus untill they punctured his inflatable doll. DP3050 burst out
scowling at the driver who drank petrol from shoes until monkeys with
kilts started dancing erotically on the mound of -=NFX=- bodies.

Somewhere
near the lake two bananas snuck past great piles of ape fur. Backgat
biltong and Castle lager is almost breaking through the barrier created
by DP3050 and Alchoholics Forever. However, pac-man stole 1.000.000
pieces of chewy bubblegum in-order to glue them violently onto the
plank bomb that suddenly vanished into the spaceships warp gate and
gave them bullets. Licking his P90 silencer, Jansen looked at DP3050's
massive chocolate covered starfish keen to have some extreme
extraordinary fun poking things up Zonk's vertical lift.

Stars
smell rather like toasted marshmellows baking in bleach. However,
muffins with caramel nuts redefine how mankind survived throughout
those extreme days during the monsoon era when we slaughtered the
Nuts-gatherer with the last bit of RDX. Then they gathered their nuts
without any hesitation because they could do anything, since their
girlfriends
were on top of him at spacestation 43, busy rolling joints between
their toes while thinking of the red little scissors that spontaneously
burst fire and devoured boertjie at his house.

Twelve hungry
little devils playing with Boertjie's little feet next to Jansen,
munching furiously at luiperdwurms. After puking up Mcdonalds cheese
all the furry mousepads, when suddenly !!!

Pussycats with
micro-bikinis sliding down poles into jelly filled up to her navel,
while she ravished a slimey. Will1970 snores through a small
ventilation duct that converts his green goo into Amstel class beer.

Midnight light breaks in through the shattered , greasy window over-looking the pale snow covered Battle-Walker... "BOOOM" Said the hungry minituare as -=CTK=- unloaded emotions, crying about Ronald-McDonald's corrupt HDD.

Evil Morphza, licking up the dry ice from the ground, wondered who urinated on the face of controversial ponies, black baboon & Yellow coloured belly dancing freaks. Summernights heat Morphza's rockhard 3rd Generation muscles, yuck!

Hungry critters enjoys gunpowder explosions as Will plants explosives near his ear and watches tornados blow beside his hairy cousins. Sometimes catastrophes never seems to be enough, while Morphza discovers nothing boring with WOMEN!! Except he bats left handedly for team that sings.

Deadly Alliance anthem sung ghastly made little progress while Fever drooled over Morphza. Suddenly all posts burst

There we were, slowly scouting behind the old airfield when the raiders
tried to capture the dassie. Aiming my Pilum towards the small
repulsive rodent, I heard KFC offered free vouchers on any deliveries
of cats. That smell, strangley similar to Will's P90 socks. Org1965 was
rolling barb-wire around Slaksous's ankles, while Morphza was erecting
laser
lights to zapp those ferocious Pirate Klingon's. Spaming grenades
through the =DAC= practice area klilling []=BUD rabid mongrels and
two's.

Alien was singing "We Won't Stop the chickens from flying into space"

So
later that evening, while waiting for Godzilla to possess the desirable
Pamela cheesecracker, he exploded ferociously while shooting his 9mm
into the bum of creation. Oreo's green lantern had only a few charges
for the moment, running low on spirits, Atum45 sold tickets belonging
to Bangbus untill they punctured his inflatable doll. DP3050 burst out
scowling at the driver who drank petrol from shoes until monkeys with
kilts started dancing erotically on the mound of -=NFX=- bodies.

Somewhere
near the lake two bananas snuck past great piles of ape fur. Backgat
biltong and Castle lager is almost breaking through the barrier created
by DP3050 and Alchoholics Forever. However, pac-man stole 1.000.000
pieces of chewy bubblegum in-order to glue them violently onto the
plank bomb that suddenly vanished into the spaceships warp gate and
gave them bullets. Licking his P90 silencer, Jansen looked at DP3050's
massive chocolate covered starfish keen to have some extreme
extraordinary fun poking things up Zonk's vertical lift.

Stars
smell rather like toasted marshmellows baking in bleach. However,
muffins with caramel nuts redefine how mankind survived throughout
those extreme days during the monsoon era when we slaughtered the
Nuts-gatherer with the last bit of RDX. Then they gathered their nuts
without any hesitation because they could do anything, since their
girlfriends
were on top of him at spacestation 43, busy rolling joints between
their toes while thinking of the red little scissors that spontaneously
burst fire and devoured boertjie at his house.

Twelve hungry
little devils playing with Boertjie's little feet next to Jansen,
munching furiously at luiperdwurms. After puking up Mcdonalds cheese
all the furry mousepads, when suddenly !!!

Pussycats with
micro-bikinis sliding down poles into jelly filled up to her navel,
while she ravished a slimey. Will1970 snores through a small
ventilation duct that converts his green goo into Amstel class beer.

Midnight light breaks in through the shattered , greasy window over-looking the pale snow covered Battle-Walker... "BOOOM" Said the hungry minituare as -=CTK=- unloaded emotions, crying about Ronald-McDonald's corrupt HDD.

Evil Morphza, licking up the dry ice from the ground, wondered who urinated on the face of controversial ponies, black baboon & Yellow coloured belly dancing freaks. Summernights heat Morphza's rockhard 3rd Generation muscles, yuck!

Hungry critters enjoys gunpowder explosions as Will plants explosives near his ear and watches tornados blow beside his hairy cousins. Sometimes catastrophes never seems to be enough, while Morphza discovers nothing boring with WOMEN!! Except he bats left handedly for team that sings.

Deadly Alliance anthem sung ghastly made little progress while Fever drooled over Morphza. Suddenly all posts burst into

There we were, slowly scouting behind the old airfield when the raiders
tried to capture the dassie. Aiming my Pilum towards the small
repulsive rodent, I heard KFC offered free vouchers on any deliveries
of cats. That smell, strangley similar to Will's P90 socks. Org1965 was
rolling barb-wire around Slaksous's ankles, while Morphza was erecting
laser
lights to zapp those ferocious Pirate Klingon's. Spaming grenades
through the =DAC= practice area klilling []=BUD rabid mongrels and
two's.

Alien was singing "We Won't Stop the chickens from flying into space"

So
later that evening, while waiting for Godzilla to possess the desirable
Pamela cheesecracker, he exploded ferociously while shooting his 9mm
into the bum of creation. Oreo's green lantern had only a few charges
for the moment, running low on spirits, Atum45 sold tickets belonging
to Bangbus untill they punctured his inflatable doll. DP3050 burst out
scowling at the driver who drank petrol from shoes until monkeys with
kilts started dancing erotically on the mound of -=NFX=- bodies.

Somewhere
near the lake two bananas snuck past great piles of ape fur. Backgat
biltong and Castle lager is almost breaking through the barrier created
by DP3050 and Alchoholics Forever. However, pac-man stole 1.000.000
pieces of chewy bubblegum in-order to glue them violently onto the
plank bomb that suddenly vanished into the spaceships warp gate and
gave them bullets. Licking his P90 silencer, Jansen looked at DP3050's
massive chocolate covered starfish keen to have some extreme
extraordinary fun poking things up Zonk's vertical lift.

Stars
smell rather like toasted marshmellows baking in bleach. However,
muffins with caramel nuts redefine how mankind survived throughout
those extreme days during the monsoon era when we slaughtered the
Nuts-gatherer with the last bit of RDX. Then they gathered their nuts
without any hesitation because they could do anything, since their
girlfriends
were on top of him at spacestation 43, busy rolling joints between
their toes while thinking of the red little scissors that spontaneously
burst fire and devoured boertjie at his house.

Twelve hungry
little devils playing with Boertjie's little feet next to Jansen,
munching furiously at luiperdwurms. After puking up Mcdonalds cheese
all the furry mousepads, when suddenly !!!

Pussycats with
micro-bikinis sliding down poles into jelly filled up to her navel,
while she ravished a slimey. Will1970 snores through a small
ventilation duct that converts his green goo into Amstel class beer.

Midnight light breaks in through the shattered , greasy window over-looking the pale snow covered Battle-Walker... "BOOOM" Said the hungry minituare as -=CTK=- unloaded emotions, crying about Ronald-McDonald's corrupt HDD.

Evil Morphza, licking up the dry ice from the ground, wondered who urinated on the face of controversial ponies, black baboon & Yellow coloured belly dancing freaks. Summernights heat Morphza's rockhard 3rd Generation muscles, yuck!

Hungry critters enjoys gunpowder explosions as Will plants explosives near his ear and watches tornados blow beside his hairy cousins. Sometimes catastrophes never seems to be enough, while Morphza discovers nothing boring with WOMEN!! Except he bats left handedly for team that sings.

Deadly Alliance anthem sung ghastly made little progress while Fever drooled over Morphza. Suddenly all posts burst into star

There we were, slowly scouting behind the old airfield when the raiders
tried to capture the dassie. Aiming my Pilum towards the small
repulsive rodent, I heard KFC offered free vouchers on any deliveries
of cats. That smell, strangley similar to Will's P90 socks. Org1965 was
rolling barb-wire around Slaksous's ankles, while Morphza was erecting
laser
lights to zapp those ferocious Pirate Klingon's. Spaming grenades
through the =DAC= practice area klilling []=BUD rabid mongrels and
two's.

Alien was singing "We Won't Stop the chickens from flying into space"

So
later that evening, while waiting for Godzilla to possess the desirable
Pamela cheesecracker, he exploded ferociously while shooting his 9mm
into the bum of creation. Oreo's green lantern had only a few charges
for the moment, running low on spirits, Atum45 sold tickets belonging
to Bangbus untill they punctured his inflatable doll. DP3050 burst out
scowling at the driver who drank petrol from shoes until monkeys with
kilts started dancing erotically on the mound of -=NFX=- bodies.

Somewhere
near the lake two bananas snuck past great piles of ape fur. Backgat
biltong and Castle lager is almost breaking through the barrier created
by DP3050 and Alchoholics Forever. However, pac-man stole 1.000.000
pieces of chewy bubblegum in-order to glue them violently onto the
plank bomb that suddenly vanished into the spaceships warp gate and
gave them bullets. Licking his P90 silencer, Jansen looked at DP3050's
massive chocolate covered starfish keen to have some extreme
extraordinary fun poking things up Zonk's vertical lift.

Stars
smell rather like toasted marshmellows baking in bleach. However,
muffins with caramel nuts redefine how mankind survived throughout
those extreme days during the monsoon era when we slaughtered the
Nuts-gatherer with the last bit of RDX. Then they gathered their nuts
without any hesitation because they could do anything, since their
girlfriends
were on top of him at spacestation 43, busy rolling joints between
their toes while thinking of the red little scissors that spontaneously
burst fire and devoured boertjie at his house.

Twelve hungry
little devils playing with Boertjie's little feet next to Jansen,
munching furiously at luiperdwurms. After puking up Mcdonalds cheese
all the furry mousepads, when suddenly !!!

Pussycats with
micro-bikinis sliding down poles into jelly filled up to her navel,
while she ravished a slimey. Will1970 snores through a small
ventilation duct that converts his green goo into Amstel class beer.

Midnight light breaks in through the shattered , greasy window over-looking the pale snow covered Battle-Walker... "BOOOM" Said the hungry minituare as -=CTK=- unloaded emotions, crying about Ronald-McDonald's corrupt HDD.

Evil Morphza, licking up the dry ice from the ground, wondered who urinated on the face of controversial ponies, black baboon & Yellow coloured belly dancing freaks. Summernights heat Morphza's rockhard 3rd Generation muscles, yuck!

Hungry critters enjoys gunpowder explosions as Will plants explosives near his ear and watches tornados blow beside his hairy cousins. Sometimes catastrophes never seems to be enough, while Morphza discovers nothing boring with WOMEN!! Except he bats left handedly for team that sings.

Deadly Alliance anthem sung ghastly made little progress while Fever drooled over Morphza. Suddenly all posts burst into star studded

There we were, slowly scouting behind the old airfield when the raiders
tried to capture the dassie. Aiming my Pilum towards the small
repulsive rodent, I heard KFC offered free vouchers on any deliveries
of cats. That smell, strangley similar to Will's P90 socks. Org1965 was
rolling barb-wire around Slaksous's ankles, while Morphza was erecting
laser
lights to zapp those ferocious Pirate Klingon's. Spaming grenades
through the =DAC= practice area klilling []=BUD rabid mongrels and
two's.

Alien was singing "We Won't Stop the chickens from flying into space"

So
later that evening, while waiting for Godzilla to possess the desirable
Pamela cheesecracker, he exploded ferociously while shooting his 9mm
into the bum of creation. Oreo's green lantern had only a few charges
for the moment, running low on spirits, Atum45 sold tickets belonging
to Bangbus untill they punctured his inflatable doll. DP3050 burst out
scowling at the driver who drank petrol from shoes until monkeys with
kilts started dancing erotically on the mound of -=NFX=- bodies.

Somewhere
near the lake two bananas snuck past great piles of ape fur. Backgat
biltong and Castle lager is almost breaking through the barrier created
by DP3050 and Alchoholics Forever. However, pac-man stole 1.000.000
pieces of chewy bubblegum in-order to glue them violently onto the
plank bomb that suddenly vanished into the spaceships warp gate and
gave them bullets. Licking his P90 silencer, Jansen looked at DP3050's
massive chocolate covered starfish keen to have some extreme
extraordinary fun poking things up Zonk's vertical lift.

Stars
smell rather like toasted marshmellows baking in bleach. However,
muffins with caramel nuts redefine how mankind survived throughout
those extreme days during the monsoon era when we slaughtered the
Nuts-gatherer with the last bit of RDX. Then they gathered their nuts
without any hesitation because they could do anything, since their
girlfriends
were on top of him at spacestation 43, busy rolling joints between
their toes while thinking of the red little scissors that spontaneously
burst fire and devoured boertjie at his house.

Twelve hungry
little devils playing with Boertjie's little feet next to Jansen,
munching furiously at luiperdwurms. After puking up Mcdonalds cheese
all the furry mousepads, when suddenly !!!

Pussycats with
micro-bikinis sliding down poles into jelly filled up to her navel,
while she ravished a slimey. Will1970 snores through a small
ventilation duct that converts his green goo into Amstel class beer.

Midnight light breaks in through the shattered , greasy window over-looking the pale snow covered Battle-Walker... "BOOOM" Said the hungry minituare as -=CTK=- unloaded emotions, crying about Ronald-McDonald's corrupt HDD.

Evil Morphza, licking up the dry ice from the ground, wondered who urinated on the face of controversial ponies, black baboon & Yellow coloured belly dancing freaks. Summernights heat Morphza's rockhard 3rd Generation muscles, yuck!

Hungry critters enjoys gunpowder explosions as Will plants explosives near his ear and watches tornados blow beside his hairy cousins. Sometimes catastrophes never seems to be enough, while Morphza discovers nothing boring with WOMEN!! Except he bats left handedly for team that sings.

Deadly Alliance anthem sung ghastly made little progress while Fever drooled over Morphza. Suddenly all posts burst into star studded jeans

Tyd vir n nuwe post

- I'm happy... this got a lot further than i thought it would

awww i was so enjoying this thing

Ch8s3r wrote:Tyd vir n nuwe post

Sorry, translate please, are we abandoning this post ?

Migs wrote:

Ch8s3r wrote:Tyd vir n nuwe post

Sorry, translate please, are we abandoning this post ?

LOL - it translates to - "Time for a new post?"

Damn, we could have made this into a book and made millions of it

hmm.. guys who is gonna be the next donald trump..

ME - of course....

I'm going to put all of the =DAC= members out on the street to work my street corners... i'm going to be RICH!

wonders if he knows that i dont work for minimum wage

That's perfect... i got a corner opening in Sandton

Morphza wrote:That's perfect... i got a corner opening in Sandton

ROLF