I asked the lighter what he was doing for lunch today, but she said that he doesn't eat lunch. How could this be?

The carpet God asked me to deliver him several cartons of oil, destroyed by the fact he fucked his sister in her nose. I told him everything would be okay, as long as the jar is sealed. He told me to swim through the brick walls, and reclaim my glory. But what if John asked the oak tree to dance? Would the tree prefer filing her nails? She always takes forever when clothes shopping.

James Bond asked the Prime Minister if he could become a sewage cleaner in Calcutta. But the snake did not enjoy this plan, and killed him with a chair he picked up.

In the end, one must think about the pen they keep stealing from their dog. The table and I crossed the desert for days without water, but the table decided to kill me and drink all my fluids. When I regained my strength, I saw the hoof marks. I came across a polar bear who offered me a Sprite, which was a welcome respite in the brutal heat.

We formed a great alliance, and sat around campfires and discussed the Business section of the New York Times.

When we arrived, Jen bitched at me. I said I was sorry about the farmer's daughter I wouldn't help with her math homework.

She proceeded to wrap her tentacles around me, and gave me a big sloppy kiss, and then bit my cock off.