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| I was eating pudding once. Then an African elephant came up, slapped the pudding out of my hands and challenged me to a sword fight. I said no and walked away to get a grape slurpee. | |
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| After I bought the grape slurpee (which was delicious) the African elephant came up to me again, slapped the slurpee out of my hands and challenged me to a sword fight once again. I said no again. | |
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| Then I went home to wank off to Home Improvement. After halfway to orgasm, the African elephant kicked down my door, slapped my boner out of my hands and insisted that we sword fight. I said no again. | |
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| I kindly asked the elephant to fuck off and to suck my cock. For some reason he got mad and threw peanuts at me. So I threw Rossanne Barr back at him. The elephant's skin cells mixing with Rosanne's | |
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| ...caused a chemical imbalance, and they both blew up. I was okay, but I lost both my arms and three ears....After all that, I went to Utah and raped 11 penguins. hahahahaha! | |
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