1 word story

pogo

elephant

stick

stamping

everything

but

bassists

. “No!”

screamed

the

salad-shooter

You

need

registration

, you

love

registration!!!

Our glorious story, thusfar, with all original punctuation, tenses, et cetera:
Once upon a bridge over fifty penguins, my screamed first blurst among thy pants! Navel explorers died in a fiery pack bowl ladle then cheese rattled loudly amongst inside my kidneys filled with rum. Although you never sing vibrato he excelled chopped up laxatives into love but misses the bus. Don’t hurt nuns. Because they will melt, then reproduction cannot occur. ever. Ringworm makes us enthusiastic investigate so that nymphomaniacs bake chocolate muffins vibrators. Orange Aquaducts masturbate with peanuts. Bob Dylan touches dingos arse gingerly yet cannonballs are up with ecology. I went across horse doo-doo with a pogo elephant stick stamping everything but bassists. “No!” screamed the salad-shooter You need registration, you love registration!!!
It’s a little deformed, but…uh…beautiful. Yes…anyway, the last word still stands as “registration!!!” and on with the show…

Suddenly,

a