Let's tell a story four words at a time (Part 1)

[CheshireKat]

tawdry picadors at the

[Locrian]

Roman colliseum on Easter

[Annie-Xmas]

while feeding the lions.

[John_DiFool]

"You mangy, fang-toothed

[slightly_askew]

, foul smelling piece of

[buddha_david]

pterodactyl poop! Look what

[CheshireKat]

you did to my

[burpo_the_wonder_mutt]

brand-new ‘Minions’ T-shirt, jack-ass."

[buddha_david]

Luckily, his trousers were

[CheshireKat]

belted below his butt,

[burpo_the_wonder_mutt]

he tried to run

[John_DiFool]

, but awkwardly stumbled over

[astorian]

Otis, a sleeping wino.

[slightly_askew]

Otis looked calmly up

[astorian]

and belched contentedly, while

[John_DiFool]

reciting reams of Tibetan

[Typo_Negative]

Monks. Monks, he thought

[buddha_david]

wistfully, always smelled like

[CheshireKat]

old dogs, watermelon wine,

[astorian]

and lime-flavored Doritos.