Its Storytime

It was a cold dark night in December. The rain was beating down on the windows, the wind was howling, and the room was thick with smoke from the roaring open fire. Suddenly there was a knock at the door.

Who could it be. I was in the middle of nowhere, and was not expecting anyone....

(To be continued by you...)

 

Noel Edmonds jumped out the bushes and buggered a child

 

The end

 

That was fun, good hustle.

 

...and then Tina surprised me with her cock.

 

Whilst dressed in a Rangers top.

 

..that is the only request Tina refused.

She's quite happy to have pishakke though.

 

but it turned out tinas cock was actually a prize-winning rooster, shortly to be put out to stud...

 

I answered the door whilst wearing the skin of a pig I had killed earlier.


At the door was the ghost of Fred west, mysteriously holding a photo of shania twain and a packet of werthers original.

I invited the ghost of Fred in. Where he began to levitate grapes over the photo of shania.

At this point my legs detached themselves from my body and started kicking the ghost of Fred west. Then he floated to the ceiling of the lounge and reformed as the terminator. It's chest opened to reveal a clock work nazi owl.

Then my face melted and I continued with my tax return.

 

That wiz pish

 

I opened the door to see a wonderful dark haired Adonis. we had bumfun all night, and my rusty bullet hole has still not recovered.