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Once upon a time in a far away land there was a castle. And in this castle lived a small child named Terrence. Coincidentally, Terrence was royalty. And Coincidentally, he woke up one morning and was hungry. Unfortunately, the servants were having their annual grave-defilement party, and were covered with mud, not to mention at least 20 miles away. So Terrence got out of bed and padded to the kitchen. He stood in front of the cupboard, but he was too short. "I'm too short." he said. So he went to the room next door to find a stool that he could stand upon. "I need to find a stool to stand upon." he said to himself. Luckily enough, there was a stool right next to him. So he grabbed it and proceeded back to the kitchen. He placed it in front of the cupboard, and stood on it. He carefully opened the cupboard door only to reveal a solitary sack of flour. Flour was not a good snack, so he went to the next cupboard. "Flour is not a good snack. I'll go to the next cupboard." he said. He placed the stool in front of the second cupboard and stood on it. He carefully opened the second cupboard door to reveal a solitary jar of molasses. Molasses was not a good snack either, so he went on to the third cupboard. "Molasses is not a good snack. I'll go to the next cupboard." he said. He placed the stool in front of the third cupboard and climbed up. He opened the third cupboard, but at the last moment, he slipped and impaled himself upon a stray knife. He convulsed and screamed, and finally died in a puddle of his own blood and excrement.
Block of text hurts mah eyes. :(
Adeptus Moderatus We purge with chain and bolter
22nd May 2005
That kid sounds like someone with authism to me...
I raped his corpse as he fell upon the ground.
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