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Dennis
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Not only was Sharpenstone not that sharp, he was to be executed by Vieth Schnodt. Oh, Vieth Schnodt. Leader of Kalbon. There was no person more terrible than him. He was so reckless and cruel, that no one knew what he was thinking. So Sharpenstone was in the lab with professor Kezel, trying to find a way out of this mess. Sharpenstone: How's the particle generator doing, master? Kezel: I'm a professor, you moron! And it's still fine, as I stated 2 minutes ago. Sharpenstone: Sharpen up my lad, I am a turtleneck! Kezel: Wheeeee! A minute later Heliobol entered the room. Heliobol: Ollen Bol Holol! Kezel: SHUT THE FUCK UP! Sharpenstone: What are you doing here? Get the FUCK out of here! Vieth Schnodt will sense your presence with his Omegatron Loctoïd. Heliobol: Heuuuuu! HEUUUUU!!! Sharpenstone: He's affected with Pijlnitis!!! BACK OFF!!! Sharpenstone sharpened his blade and threw it into Heliobol's neck! Heliobol died dramatically. Kezel: Poor Heliobol, I wanted to ask him who Pijlnitized him  Sharpenstone: Why is it called that? Why not just call it Kolpynused? Kezel: Alas, you're not that sharp, but at least the rest of its lineage will never get in here! Sharpenstone: Well said, master! Kezel: Professor! Sharpenstone: No I'm not. Kezel: But I am!! Sharpenstone: I know that, master. Kezel: Urghhghhgh!!!!!! In te hallway Mister Rockpaperscissors was walking around, looking for misschief he could punish with his huge dick. 37489 years later: Bird: Krooooooaaak! 37489 years earlier: Mister Rockpaperscissors: So! What are you doing here? Do you plan on getting fed by a mistral? Little girl: I'm a flying element of Elgatron, do NOT mock me! Rockpaperscissors: I know how to handle YOUR kind! He took out a large baton out of his pocket but he was interviewed by a test subject on level 7 more than 10 days ago, and told the interviewer his ice was different from other ice, therefore he deserved the medal of Iolukki. He didn't care, he still wanted to punish that brat, so he took out (you guessed it) his ROFL Rifle. He aimed at her head and shot 2 times. Brains splattered against the wall, but no human brains, fear not. It was an Oerlah. They feast upon human childs, so there was NO other way. Sharpenstone: Mmmm Frisk®, sharpens you up! Kezel: Stop messing around! Sharpenstone: yes, master... Kezel: Give me some Frisk®! Sharpenstone: No, master, it's mine, you can't have it, fuckhead. Kezel: that's PROFESSOR. Sharpenstone: ok, NO, master, it's mine, you can't have it, "PROFESSOR"! Kezel: Finally a breach in the crack! Sharpenstone: ;-) Kezel: ;-) And next thing we know, they were making out like faggots! Osatsu kakute: Mori moshi matsu ketoshini warimashita! Parker: Shut it, private, got some bull all over my shit. Osatsu: But, how did you find ruxury rike that? Parker: do not shut but FUCK your cakehole, shithead. I have no fucking time for this fucking shit. Parker loaded his gun and tested his aim. Osatsu: Wat a fine gun that is! I think my ressons were not efficient enough for Balzamiko 21. Parker: Anyone can, especially a stuck up drunk bitch like you! Osatsu: ROR! Parker: Alright let's go! Osatsu: Hai 29 days later... Sharpenstone: How's the device now, Professor Kezel? Kezel: Just call me master. Sharpenstone: But... what the... why do you... Kezel: HUSH! I think I got it now. Sharpenstone: Well done, master. Kezel: SHUT UP, ASS RAPED DICKHEAD! Sharpenstone: Harsch words... I thought you loved me. =( Kezel: NO! I was salivatating my consequences. Now press the putton! Sharpenstone: The button? Kezel: No, you nut cracked shitbrain! The putton! It's the one with the label "SHIT" above it. Hit it already! * Gwazzzz * Kezel: Now THAT is a putton sount! Sharpenstone: Sound? Kezel: URGHHGHH! I HATE YOU! Sharpenstone: geez! You sound so emotionless, you robot! Kezel: I AM a robot! Sharpenstone: Oh yeah? What's 5/0. Professor Kezel became more and more red, eventually his head exploded. He had destroyed himself. He was a robot after all. ANd all it ever achieved was creating a putton with a label "SHIT" above it making a funny sound. That on more than three weeks! That's what you do when your employee is the public state! No bluebird will argue with that! Ever... As the rainbow faded out, every bird on earth started to make sounds. KROOOOOAAK! KROAAAAAAKKK!! And this for many years to come!! ____________ Kwakkel |
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