Originally Posted by deven
Originally Posted by BossMoss
I trekked across a land only accessible by the green tubes in Mario, and the howling winds presented a leaf before me. "How could this be?" I wondered. A single leaf sputtered before me, seemingly unaffected by the winds.
I instinctively unholstered my oil wrench, holding my right arm horizontal to the land, and in one motion, sliced the leaf in half, then resheathed the wrench. Many coupons for free oil filters poured out of the leaf. However, one particular one, forged from ancient trees from the outskirts of an Autozone parking lot, glowed like no other. As it seemingly took an eternity to fall to the ground, I reached for it. The snow decorated and complimented the glowing, which attracted my enemies.
As I gazed across the land, I attempted to grasp the glowing item. However, an arch rival also reached for it. Before I could make contact, he unsheathed his 99 cent store pliers to pluck it out of the air.
After reaching for my oil wrench, I swiped - not at the glowing treasure but at his pliers. Without making a sound, his pliers split in two, and one half started tumbling through the frosty air to the ground. His look of happiness quickly turned to agony.
Little did he know about my oil wrench.
Throughout the battle with the challenger, the glowing treasure was approaching the ground ever so slowly. The treasure was mine, all mine.
I want whatever [censored] you're taking!
Gives a new meaning to creative writing
Originally Posted by BossMoss
I trekked across a land only accessible by the green tubes in Mario, and the howling winds presented a leaf before me. "How could this be?" I wondered. A single leaf sputtered before me, seemingly unaffected by the winds.
I instinctively unholstered my oil wrench, holding my right arm horizontal to the land, and in one motion, sliced the leaf in half, then resheathed the wrench. Many coupons for free oil filters poured out of the leaf. However, one particular one, forged from ancient trees from the outskirts of an Autozone parking lot, glowed like no other. As it seemingly took an eternity to fall to the ground, I reached for it. The snow decorated and complimented the glowing, which attracted my enemies.
As I gazed across the land, I attempted to grasp the glowing item. However, an arch rival also reached for it. Before I could make contact, he unsheathed his 99 cent store pliers to pluck it out of the air.
After reaching for my oil wrench, I swiped - not at the glowing treasure but at his pliers. Without making a sound, his pliers split in two, and one half started tumbling through the frosty air to the ground. His look of happiness quickly turned to agony.
Little did he know about my oil wrench.
Throughout the battle with the challenger, the glowing treasure was approaching the ground ever so slowly. The treasure was mine, all mine.
I want whatever [censored] you're taking!
Gives a new meaning to creative writing
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