User:Kimera Kat/Three word story

Here it is! Three word story! Pitch in!

NOTICE: I have another game up now, called Linkland.

GOAL: 5 paragraphs

Chapter 1: Beginning

There was once a boring story. This is not it. On the topic, there was once a boy named Phillip. Phillip's ankles were frail from biting them while bored in school. His teacher, a crab, he hated. The teacher's pincers...wait...not really. I lied. They are hands...really! Anyway, one day he found out that his mom was concerned about his grades.

He went to his guidance counselor who inexplicably brought out the fact that he enjoyed pie. Phillip had found that when he sneezed, time would mysteriously stop. Also, when he clapped, llamas would die. Llamas were endangered! Carl Wheezer cried. But soon, he decided that he poated potato juice and tried not to kill the llamas.

Anyway, I ate Arrakeen Giant Sandworms and then died. Dying really hurts. Bob the llama pointed out "We're getting off topic!" "But who cares?" Phillip clapped and bob the llama died. Everybody cried because Bob was famous. Bob was reincarnated. He then joined the orginization of super llamas. But soon, he began the quest for Michael Jackson's llama, which unlike others, refused to spit on annoying tourists. Then, Michael Jackson, riding a llama, started eating pie.

Phillip and Bob skipped past the flying German duck, laughing with elves dancing around their flying voodoo dolls dancing around their emo fish cakes. However, I digress. They are so cheaters. They manipulated the dice in a Monopoly game. Anyway, soon a flying pancake exploded. The shockwave hit a farting fish in the face. Mike the fish played Monopoly with another fish called Peggy. Peggy blew up. Mike mourned over his spilled milk, but not Peggy. Peggy came back. Then, Bob played some non-Scrabble Monopoly. Mike joined in. Out of nowhere, another paragraph started.

"Help! I eat Michael Jackson's baby llamas!" cried the evil Queen Elizabeth, then blew up. Three words is three words, dork. "Don't insult my highly intelligent pie!" I cried whilst assassinating the queen. Phillip found a three word story in his pants. Bob moved on to a better nation of pie. For your information, that nation's Denmark. Economical frivolities result in Mike's cake exploding into fragments and stuff. Shoes like peppermint. Jimbo hates people referencing poisonous lemonade.

Chapter 2: The Recreaction of Mike's Cake

Mike the Lychee, who is unrelated to Mike the fish, jumped between trees, then sang about Bob the Llama. Then, quite suddenly, Phillip started biting his knees off. The police came to edit this after which they met a llama girl named Skittles. Skittles loved huge cakes, and was a Wikipediholic. Flying cats will rule when I stop saying they can't sing about a crushed elephant. Phillip