One word story

[Swatopluk]

Several earwigs were inside a slightly fluffy acorn stuck within a dog's meatballs. This was unusual, usually, but not for usual Thursdays. The dog stood upright limply, and braced his forepaws against a piano standing on a donkey cart. Luckily the donkey stood on another piano, unattached to the back of a meatball-sticker. Sombrero-wearing Pedro Almodovar busts fell from below the top of a nearby skyscraper, shattering both the calm and the earthenware. However, the donkey continued to move in a crazy but controlled trajectory towards Friday. "FRIDAY!!!", the earwigs cheered and began to prepare an immediate coffee&muffins benedict platter made from pure mithril aka tinfoil (as in "Lord of the Rings"). After feasting on a diet of insects, the earwigs told tales of Earwig "P" and his/her/its adventures in the land of orangutans.

"It was a dark and stormy knight," Earwig "Arr" sought shelter and said, "My chainmail was chafing most humidly the night-coloured waistcoat. I won't pay attention to that orangutan anymore!" KY Jelly seeped through the acorn coffee maker glurpingly. "If only I could remember my anti-chafing formula. That ape really confused the other side of my personality, the one that puts me in frilly waistcoats.

"Earwig 'P', having finished his breakfast, belched and stood up to cheer Queen 'B' the gorgeous amphibian tarantula. Suddenly Earwig 'V' rushed unto Earwig 'P' brandishing the secret but nonetheless scraped spoon-o'-doom and shouting arcane slogans-o'-war, blowing Earwig 'P's toupee into the fangs of the queen arachnid.

"'Mrrmrrmrmrph', said fiddlesticks playing maniac elves from

[boghog]

Several earwigs were inside a slightly fluffy acorn stuck within a dog's meatballs. This was unusual, usually, but not for usual Thursdays. The dog stood upright limply, and braced his forepaws against a piano standing on a donkey cart. Luckily the donkey stood on another piano, unattached to the back of a meatball-sticker. Sombrero-wearing Pedro Almodovar busts fell from below the top of a nearby skyscraper, shattering both the calm and the earthenware. However, the donkey continued to move in a crazy but controlled trajectory towards Friday. "FRIDAY!!!", the earwigs cheered and began to prepare an immediate coffee&muffins benedict platter made from pure mithril aka tinfoil (as in "Lord of the Rings"). After feasting on a diet of insects, the earwigs told tales of Earwig "P" and his/her/its adventures in the land of orangutans.

"It was a dark and stormy knight," Earwig "Arr" sought shelter and said, "My chainmail was chafing most humidly the night-coloured waistcoat. I won't pay attention to that orangutan anymore!" KY Jelly seeped through the acorn coffee maker glurpingly. "If only I could remember my anti-chafing formula. That ape really confused the other side of my personality, the one that puts me in frilly waistcoats.

"Earwig 'P', having finished his breakfast, belched and stood up to cheer Queen 'B' the gorgeous amphibian tarantula. Suddenly Earwig 'V' rushed unto Earwig 'P' brandishing the secret but nonetheless scraped spoon-o'-doom and shouting arcane slogans-o'-war, blowing Earwig 'P's toupee into the fangs of the queen arachnid.

"'Mrrmrrmrmrph', said fiddlesticks playing maniac elves from the vestibule

[Swatopluk]

Several earwigs were inside a slightly fluffy acorn stuck within a dog's meatballs. This was unusual, usually, but not for usual Thursdays. The dog stood upright limply, and braced his forepaws against a piano standing on a donkey cart. Luckily the donkey stood on another piano, unattached to the back of a meatball-sticker. Sombrero-wearing Pedro Almodovar busts fell from below the top of a nearby skyscraper, shattering both the calm and the earthenware. However, the donkey continued to move in a crazy but controlled trajectory towards Friday. "FRIDAY!!!", the earwigs cheered and began to prepare an immediate coffee&muffins benedict platter made from pure mithril aka tinfoil (as in "Lord of the Rings"). After feasting on a diet of insects, the earwigs told tales of Earwig "P" and his/her/its adventures in the land of orangutans.

"It was a dark and stormy knight," Earwig "Arr" sought shelter and said, "My chainmail was chafing most humidly the night-coloured waistcoat. I won't pay attention to that orangutan anymore!" KY Jelly seeped through the acorn coffee maker glurpingly. "If only I could remember my anti-chafing formula. That ape really confused the other side of my personality, the one that puts me in frilly waistcoats.

"Earwig 'P', having finished his breakfast, belched and stood up to cheer Queen 'B' the gorgeous amphibian tarantula. Suddenly Earwig 'V' rushed unto Earwig 'P' brandishing the secret but nonetheless scraped spoon-o'-doom and shouting arcane slogans-o'-war, blowing Earwig 'P's toupee into the fangs of the queen arachnid.

"'Mrrmrrmrmrph', said fiddlesticks playing maniac elves from the vestibule of Sergej Michailovich Subarow.

[black bart]

Several earwigs were inside a slightly fluffy acorn stuck within a dog's meatballs. This was unusual, usually, but not for usual Thursdays. The dog stood upright limply, and braced his forepaws against a piano standing on a donkey cart. Luckily the donkey stood on another piano, unattached to the back of a meatball-sticker. Sombrero-wearing Pedro Almodovar busts fell from below the top of a nearby skyscraper, shattering both the calm and the earthenware. However, the donkey continued to move in a crazy but controlled trajectory towards Friday. "FRIDAY!!!", the earwigs cheered and began to prepare an immediate coffee&muffins benedict platter made from pure mithril aka tinfoil (as in "Lord of the Rings"). After feasting on a diet of insects, the earwigs told tales of Earwig "P" and his/her/its adventures in the land of orangutans.

"It was a dark and stormy knight," Earwig "Arr" sought shelter and said, "My chainmail was chafing most humidly the night-coloured waistcoat. I won't pay attention to that orangutan anymore!" KY Jelly seeped through the acorn coffee maker glurpingly. "If only I could remember my anti-chafing formula. That ape really confused the other side of my personality, the one that puts me in frilly waistcoats.

"Earwig 'P', having finished his breakfast, belched and stood up to cheer Queen 'B' the gorgeous amphibian tarantula. Suddenly Earwig 'V' rushed unto Earwig 'P' brandishing the secret but nonetheless scraped spoon-o'-doom and shouting arcane slogans-o'-war, blowing Earwig 'P's toupee into the fangs of the queen arachnid.

"'Mrrmrrmrmrph', said fiddlesticks playing maniac elves from the vestibule of Sergej Michailovich Subarow. Blow

[Swatopluk]

Several earwigs were inside a slightly fluffy acorn stuck within a dog's meatballs. This was unusual, usually, but not for usual Thursdays. The dog stood upright limply, and braced his forepaws against a piano standing on a donkey cart. Luckily the donkey stood on another piano, unattached to the back of a meatball-sticker. Sombrero-wearing Pedro Almodovar busts fell from below the top of a nearby skyscraper, shattering both the calm and the earthenware. However, the donkey continued to move in a crazy but controlled trajectory towards Friday. "FRIDAY!!!", the earwigs cheered and began to prepare an immediate coffee&muffins benedict platter made from pure mithril aka tinfoil (as in "Lord of the Rings"). After feasting on a diet of insects, the earwigs told tales of Earwig "P" and his/her/its adventures in the land of orangutans.

"It was a dark and stormy knight," Earwig "Arr" sought shelter and said, "My chainmail was chafing most humidly the night-coloured waistcoat. I won't pay attention to that orangutan anymore!" KY Jelly seeped through the acorn coffee maker glurpingly. "If only I could remember my anti-chafing formula. That ape really confused the other side of my personality, the one that puts me in frilly waistcoats.

"Earwig 'P', having finished his breakfast, belched and stood up to cheer Queen 'B' the gorgeous amphibian tarantula. Suddenly Earwig 'V' rushed unto Earwig 'P' brandishing the secret but nonetheless scraped spoon-o'-doom and shouting arcane slogans-o'-war, blowing Earwig 'P's toupee into the fangs of the queen arachnid.

"'Mrrmrrmrmrph', said fiddlesticks playing maniac elves from the vestibule of Sergej Michailovich Subarow. Blowing winds

[boghog]

Several earwigs were inside a slightly fluffy acorn stuck within a dog's meatballs. This was unusual, usually, but not for usual Thursdays. The dog stood upright limply, and braced his forepaws against a piano standing on a donkey cart. Luckily the donkey stood on another piano, unattached to the back of a meatball-sticker. Sombrero-wearing Pedro Almodovar busts fell from below the top of a nearby skyscraper, shattering both the calm and the earthenware. However, the donkey continued to move in a crazy but controlled trajectory towards Friday. "FRIDAY!!!", the earwigs cheered and began to prepare an immediate coffee&muffins benedict platter made from pure mithril aka tinfoil (as in "Lord of the Rings"). After feasting on a diet of insects, the earwigs told tales of Earwig "P" and his/her/its adventures in the land of orangutans.

"It was a dark and stormy knight," Earwig "Arr" sought shelter and said, "My chainmail was chafing most humidly the night-coloured waistcoat. I won't pay attention to that orangutan anymore!" KY Jelly seeped through the acorn coffee maker glurpingly. "If only I could remember my anti-chafing formula. That ape really confused the other side of my personality, the one that puts me in frilly waistcoats.

"Earwig 'P', having finished his breakfast, belched and stood up to cheer Queen 'B' the gorgeous amphibian tarantula. Suddenly Earwig 'V' rushed unto Earwig 'P' brandishing the secret but nonetheless scraped spoon-o'-doom and shouting arcane slogans-o'-war, blowing Earwig 'P's toupee into the fangs of the queen arachnid.

"'Mrrmrrmrmrph', said fiddlesticks playing maniac elves from the vestibule of Sergej Michailovich Subarow. Blowing winds swept

[Swatopluk]

Several earwigs were inside a slightly fluffy acorn stuck within a dog's meatballs. This was unusual, usually, but not for usual Thursdays. The dog stood upright limply, and braced his forepaws against a piano standing on a donkey cart. Luckily the donkey stood on another piano, unattached to the back of a meatball-sticker. Sombrero-wearing Pedro Almodovar busts fell from below the top of a nearby skyscraper, shattering both the calm and the earthenware. However, the donkey continued to move in a crazy but controlled trajectory towards Friday. "FRIDAY!!!", the earwigs cheered and began to prepare an immediate coffee&muffins benedict platter made from pure mithril aka tinfoil (as in "Lord of the Rings"). After feasting on a diet of insects, the earwigs told tales of Earwig "P" and his/her/its adventures in the land of orangutans.

"It was a dark and stormy knight," Earwig "Arr" sought shelter and said, "My chainmail was chafing most humidly the night-coloured waistcoat. I won't pay attention to that orangutan anymore!" KY Jelly seeped through the acorn coffee maker glurpingly. "If only I could remember my anti-chafing formula. That ape really confused the other side of my personality, the one that puts me in frilly waistcoats.

"Earwig 'P', having finished his breakfast, belched and stood up to cheer Queen 'B' the gorgeous amphibian tarantula. Suddenly Earwig 'V' rushed unto Earwig 'P' brandishing the secret but nonetheless scraped spoon-o'-doom and shouting arcane slogans-o'-war, blowing Earwig 'P's toupee into the fangs of the queen arachnid.

"'Mrrmrrmrmrph', said fiddlesticks playing maniac elves from the vestibule of Sergej Michailovich Subarow. Blowing winds swept the earwigs

[black bart]

Several earwigs were inside a slightly fluffy acorn stuck within a dog's meatballs. This was unusual, usually, but not for usual Thursdays. The dog stood upright limply, and braced his forepaws against a piano standing on a donkey cart. Luckily the donkey stood on another piano, unattached to the back of a meatball-sticker. Sombrero-wearing Pedro Almodovar busts fell from below the top of a nearby skyscraper, shattering both the calm and the earthenware. However, the donkey continued to move in a crazy but controlled trajectory towards Friday. "FRIDAY!!!", the earwigs cheered and began to prepare an immediate coffee&muffins benedict platter made from pure mithril aka tinfoil (as in "Lord of the Rings"). After feasting on a diet of insects, the earwigs told tales of Earwig "P" and his/her/its adventures in the land of orangutans.

"It was a dark and stormy knight," Earwig "Arr" sought shelter and said, "My chainmail was chafing most humidly the night-coloured waistcoat. I won't pay attention to that orangutan anymore!" KY Jelly seeped through the acorn coffee maker glurpingly. "If only I could remember my anti-chafing formula. That ape really confused the other side of my personality, the one that puts me in frilly waistcoats.

"Earwig 'P', having finished his breakfast, belched and stood up to cheer Queen 'B' the gorgeous amphibian tarantula. Suddenly Earwig 'V' rushed unto Earwig 'P' brandishing the secret but nonetheless scraped spoon-o'-doom and shouting arcane slogans-o'-war, blowing Earwig 'P's toupee into the fangs of the queen arachnid.

"'Mrrmrrmrmrph', said fiddlesticks playing maniac elves from the vestibule of Sergej Michailovich Subarow. Blowing winds swept the earwigs towards

[boghog]

Several earwigs were inside a slightly fluffy acorn stuck within a dog's meatballs. This was unusual, usually, but not for usual Thursdays. The dog stood upright limply, and braced his forepaws against a piano standing on a donkey cart. Luckily the donkey stood on another piano, unattached to the back of a meatball-sticker. Sombrero-wearing Pedro Almodovar busts fell from below the top of a nearby skyscraper, shattering both the calm and the earthenware. However, the donkey continued to move in a crazy but controlled trajectory towards Friday. "FRIDAY!!!", the earwigs cheered and began to prepare an immediate coffee&muffins benedict platter made from pure mithril aka tinfoil (as in "Lord of the Rings"). After feasting on a diet of insects, the earwigs told tales of Earwig "P" and his/her/its adventures in the land of orangutans.

"It was a dark and stormy knight," Earwig "Arr" sought shelter and said, "My chainmail was chafing most humidly the night-coloured waistcoat. I won't pay attention to that orangutan anymore!" KY Jelly seeped through the acorn coffee maker glurpingly. "If only I could remember my anti-chafing formula. That ape really confused the other side of my personality, the one that puts me in frilly waistcoats.

"Earwig 'P', having finished his breakfast, belched and stood up to cheer Queen 'B' the gorgeous amphibian tarantula. Suddenly Earwig 'V' rushed unto Earwig 'P' brandishing the secret but nonetheless scraped spoon-o'-doom and shouting arcane slogans-o'-war, blowing Earwig 'P's toupee into the fangs of the queen arachnid.

"'Mrrmrrmrmrph', said fiddlesticks playing maniac elves from the vestibule of Sergej Michailovich Subarow. Blowing winds swept the earwigs towards The Pit

[Swatopluk]

Several earwigs were inside a slightly fluffy acorn stuck within a dog's meatballs. This was unusual, usually, but not for usual Thursdays. The dog stood upright limply, and braced his forepaws against a piano standing on a donkey cart. Luckily the donkey stood on another piano, unattached to the back of a meatball-sticker. Sombrero-wearing Pedro Almodovar busts fell from below the top of a nearby skyscraper, shattering both the calm and the earthenware. However, the donkey continued to move in a crazy but controlled trajectory towards Friday. "FRIDAY!!!", the earwigs cheered and began to prepare an immediate coffee&muffins benedict platter made from pure mithril aka tinfoil (as in "Lord of the Rings"). After feasting on a diet of insects, the earwigs told tales of Earwig "P" and his/her/its adventures in the land of orangutans.

"It was a dark and stormy knight," Earwig "Arr" sought shelter and said, "My chainmail was chafing most humidly the night-coloured waistcoat. I won't pay attention to that orangutan anymore!" KY Jelly seeped through the acorn coffee maker glurpingly. "If only I could remember my anti-chafing formula. That ape really confused the other side of my personality, the one that puts me in frilly waistcoats.

"Earwig 'P', having finished his breakfast, belched and stood up to cheer Queen 'B' the gorgeous amphibian tarantula. Suddenly Earwig 'V' rushed unto Earwig 'P' brandishing the secret but nonetheless scraped spoon-o'-doom and shouting arcane slogans-o'-war, blowing Earwig 'P's toupee into the fangs of the queen arachnid.

"'Mrrmrrmrmrph', said fiddlesticks playing maniac elves from the vestibule of Sergej Michailovich Subarow. Blowing winds swept the earwigs towards The Pit of Prawn

[boghog]

Several earwigs were inside a slightly fluffy acorn stuck within a dog's meatballs. This was unusual, usually, but not for usual Thursdays. The dog stood upright limply, and braced his forepaws against a piano standing on a donkey cart. Luckily the donkey stood on another piano, unattached to the back of a meatball-sticker. Sombrero-wearing Pedro Almodovar busts fell from below the top of a nearby skyscraper, shattering both the calm and the earthenware. However, the donkey continued to move in a crazy but controlled trajectory towards Friday. "FRIDAY!!!", the earwigs cheered and began to prepare an immediate coffee&muffins benedict platter made from pure mithril aka tinfoil (as in "Lord of the Rings"). After feasting on a diet of insects, the earwigs told tales of Earwig "P" and his/her/its adventures in the land of orangutans.

"It was a dark and stormy knight," Earwig "Arr" sought shelter and said, "My chainmail was chafing most humidly the night-coloured waistcoat. I won't pay attention to that orangutan anymore!" KY Jelly seeped through the acorn coffee maker glurpingly. "If only I could remember my anti-chafing formula. That ape really confused the other side of my personality, the one that puts me in frilly waistcoats.

"Earwig 'P', having finished his breakfast, belched and stood up to cheer Queen 'B' the gorgeous amphibian tarantula. Suddenly Earwig 'V' rushed unto Earwig 'P' brandishing the secret but nonetheless scraped spoon-o'-doom and shouting arcane slogans-o'-war, blowing Earwig 'P's toupee into the fangs of the queen arachnid.

"'Mrrmrrmrmrph', said fiddlesticks playing maniac elves from the vestibule of Sergej Michailovich Subarow. Blowing winds swept the earwigs towards The Pit of Prawn. Earwig 'P'

[Swatopluk]

Several earwigs were inside a slightly fluffy acorn stuck within a dog's meatballs. This was unusual, usually, but not for usual Thursdays. The dog stood upright limply, and braced his forepaws against a piano standing on a donkey cart. Luckily the donkey stood on another piano, unattached to the back of a meatball-sticker. Sombrero-wearing Pedro Almodovar busts fell from below the top of a nearby skyscraper, shattering both the calm and the earthenware. However, the donkey continued to move in a crazy but controlled trajectory towards Friday. "FRIDAY!!!", the earwigs cheered and began to prepare an immediate coffee&muffins benedict platter made from pure mithril aka tinfoil (as in "Lord of the Rings"). After feasting on a diet of insects, the earwigs told tales of Earwig "P" and his/her/its adventures in the land of orangutans.

"It was a dark and stormy knight," Earwig "Arr" sought shelter and said, "My chainmail was chafing most humidly the night-coloured waistcoat. I won't pay attention to that orangutan anymore!" KY Jelly seeped through the acorn coffee maker glurpingly. "If only I could remember my anti-chafing formula. That ape really confused the other side of my personality, the one that puts me in frilly waistcoats.

"Earwig 'P', having finished his breakfast, belched and stood up to cheer Queen 'B' the gorgeous amphibian tarantula. Suddenly Earwig 'V' rushed unto Earwig 'P' brandishing the secret but nonetheless scraped spoon-o'-doom and shouting arcane slogans-o'-war, blowing Earwig 'P's toupee into the fangs of the queen arachnid.

"'Mrrmrrmrmrph', said fiddlesticks playing maniac elves from the vestibule of Sergej Michailovich Subarow. Blowing winds swept the earwigs towards The Pit of Prawn. Earwig 'P' desperately

[black bart]

Several earwigs were inside a slightly fluffy acorn stuck within a dog's meatballs. This was unusual, usually, but not for usual Thursdays. The dog stood upright limply, and braced his forepaws against a piano standing on a donkey cart. Luckily the donkey stood on another piano, unattached to the back of a meatball-sticker. Sombrero-wearing Pedro Almodovar busts fell from below the top of a nearby skyscraper, shattering both the calm and the earthenware. However, the donkey continued to move in a crazy but controlled trajectory towards Friday. "FRIDAY!!!", the earwigs cheered and began to prepare an immediate coffee&muffins benedict platter made from pure mithril aka tinfoil (as in "Lord of the Rings"). After feasting on a diet of insects, the earwigs told tales of Earwig "P" and his/her/its adventures in the land of orangutans.

"It was a dark and stormy knight," Earwig "Arr" sought shelter and said, "My chainmail was chafing most humidly the night-coloured waistcoat. I won't pay attention to that orangutan anymore!" KY Jelly seeped through the acorn coffee maker glurpingly. "If only I could remember my anti-chafing formula. That ape really confused the other side of my personality, the one that puts me in frilly waistcoats.

"Earwig 'P', having finished his breakfast, belched and stood up to cheer Queen 'B' the gorgeous amphibian tarantula. Suddenly Earwig 'V' rushed unto Earwig 'P' brandishing the secret but nonetheless scraped spoon-o'-doom and shouting arcane slogans-o'-war, blowing Earwig 'P's toupee into the fangs of the queen arachnid.

"'Mrrmrrmrmrph', said fiddlesticks playing maniac elves from the vestibule of Sergej Michailovich Subarow. Blowing winds swept the earwigs towards The Pit of Prawn. Earwig 'P' desperately grabbed

[Swatopluk]

Several earwigs were inside a slightly fluffy acorn stuck within a dog's meatballs. This was unusual, usually, but not for usual Thursdays. The dog stood upright limply, and braced his forepaws against a piano standing on a donkey cart. Luckily the donkey stood on another piano, unattached to the back of a meatball-sticker. Sombrero-wearing Pedro Almodovar busts fell from below the top of a nearby skyscraper, shattering both the calm and the earthenware. However, the donkey continued to move in a crazy but controlled trajectory towards Friday. "FRIDAY!!!", the earwigs cheered and began to prepare an immediate coffee&muffins benedict platter made from pure mithril aka tinfoil (as in "Lord of the Rings"). After feasting on a diet of insects, the earwigs told tales of Earwig "P" and his/her/its adventures in the land of orangutans.

"It was a dark and stormy knight," Earwig "Arr" sought shelter and said, "My chainmail was chafing most humidly the night-coloured waistcoat. I won't pay attention to that orangutan anymore!" KY Jelly seeped through the acorn coffee maker glurpingly. "If only I could remember my anti-chafing formula. That ape really confused the other side of my personality, the one that puts me in frilly waistcoats.

"Earwig 'P', having finished his breakfast, belched and stood up to cheer Queen 'B' the gorgeous amphibian tarantula. Suddenly Earwig 'V' rushed unto Earwig 'P' brandishing the secret but nonetheless scraped spoon-o'-doom and shouting arcane slogans-o'-war, blowing Earwig 'P's toupee into the fangs of the queen arachnid.

"'Mrrmrrmrmrph', said fiddlesticks playing maniac elves from the vestibule of Sergej Michailovich Subarow. Blowing winds swept the earwigs towards The Pit of Prawn. Earwig 'P' desperately grabbed his MG08/15

[boghog]

Several earwigs were inside a slightly fluffy acorn stuck within a dog's meatballs. This was unusual, usually, but not for usual Thursdays. The dog stood upright limply, and braced his forepaws against a piano standing on a donkey cart. Luckily the donkey stood on another piano, unattached to the back of a meatball-sticker. Sombrero-wearing Pedro Almodovar busts fell from below the top of a nearby skyscraper, shattering both the calm and the earthenware. However, the donkey continued to move in a crazy but controlled trajectory towards Friday. "FRIDAY!!!", the earwigs cheered and began to prepare an immediate coffee&muffins benedict platter made from pure mithril aka tinfoil (as in "Lord of the Rings"). After feasting on a diet of insects, the earwigs told tales of Earwig "P" and his/her/its adventures in the land of orangutans.

"It was a dark and stormy knight," Earwig "Arr" sought shelter and said, "My chainmail was chafing most humidly the night-coloured waistcoat. I won't pay attention to that orangutan anymore!" KY Jelly seeped through the acorn coffee maker glurpingly. "If only I could remember my anti-chafing formula. That ape really confused the other side of my personality, the one that puts me in frilly waistcoats.

"Earwig 'P', having finished his breakfast, belched and stood up to cheer Queen 'B' the gorgeous amphibian tarantula. Suddenly Earwig 'V' rushed unto Earwig 'P' brandishing the secret but nonetheless scraped spoon-o'-doom and shouting arcane slogans-o'-war, blowing Earwig 'P's toupee into the fangs of the queen arachnid.

"'Mrrmrrmrmrph', said fiddlesticks playing maniac elves from the vestibule of Sergej Michailovich Subarow. Blowing winds swept the earwigs towards The Pit of Prawn. Earwig 'P' desperately grabbed his MG08/15 waffle iron