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Make a sentence you're pretty sure no-one's said before!

Started by retrorussell, February 14, 2011, 06:46:41 PM

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ER

I feel like Edvard Munch's Scream on a morning he had three pots of espresso and sat on a fire ant hill coated in honey.
What does not kill me makes me stranger.

retrorussell

I once bit a beaver on the prostate; he turned around and gave me a crisp 20 dollar bill for my efforts.
"O the legend they say, on a Valentine's Day, is a curse that'll live on and on.."

ER

I need a Hallmark card to cheer up a hangman who just lost his job to an electric chair.
What does not kill me makes me stranger.

retrorussell

"O the legend they say, on a Valentine's Day, is a curse that'll live on and on.."

ER

"Don't be irate, you exaggerate, for I'm not a liar," claimed Rose McGuire, pants on fire, her vulpine nose outgrowing her elephantine toes.
What does not kill me makes me stranger.

retrorussell

If I stub my toe on a 6-pack of Fresca, does that spell bad luck for your dog, giving it herpes?
"O the legend they say, on a Valentine's Day, is a curse that'll live on and on.."

ER

What does not kill me makes me stranger.

retrorussell

In the news: orangutans invade Mars, bipolar rats flood the streets of Geneva and my nose is on fire.
"O the legend they say, on a Valentine's Day, is a curse that'll live on and on.."

ER

And so like boiling vinegar the crackling seas rose into the crystal heavens and thousands died enlightened, aged monks crying chants in proto-Hebrew, young mothers on melting mountaintops recalling their wildest childhoods in moments of orgiastic abandonment, all well pleased, for verily t'was Christmas morning in the last age of fond hearts, and all succumbed well who did succumb in the grace of the scolded wormlet, the orange-headed latter-day god, forgiving of trespasses, condemning of presumptions, called forward into destructive being by the hopeful nightmares of the final generation, moribund in their corruption, and crowned in fire and toothpaste was He the inheritor of a purified earth in that roseate dawn of the first morning of the age of post-humankind: amen!
What does not kill me makes me stranger.

retrorussell

Sacriligeous seahorses ripping the floorboards.. myopic monkeys in the sewer pipes.. my roof being eaten by enigmatic earwigs and my air conditioning being urinated upon by hyperactive hyenas.. I'm a sad, sad antelope.
"O the legend they say, on a Valentine's Day, is a curse that'll live on and on.."

ER

As the devil shook my hand, I noticed the ring on his finger was the one my father was wearing when we buried him.
What does not kill me makes me stranger.

indianasmith

It's good to see America so unified and conflict-free.
"I shall smite you in the nostrils with a rod of iron, and wax your spleen with Efferdent!!"

ER

"It only hurts the first time," he said, as he pulled the trigger on the revolver pressed against my skull.
What does not kill me makes me stranger.

indianasmith

Ya know, ER, technically that one is true 90% of the time!
"I shall smite you in the nostrils with a rod of iron, and wax your spleen with Efferdent!!"

ER

She thought the soles of his feet were tattooed, but a closer look revealed the scars of burns he'd brought back with him from the cartel's dungeons.
What does not kill me makes me stranger.