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| This is where you run in the other direction if you cant stand me already, because it only gets BETTER *-* |
| Snood Once upon a day there became a small elf who enjoyed listening to the sound of other elves running into eachother under that old bridge down in the small valley next to that crowded city. The elve that liked to listen to the sound of other elves running into eachother decided to join the elves that were running into eachother and perhaps gain a friend so it went down to the bridge in the valley next to that crowded city and ran into an elf with a huge red-skinned face. The noise of the elves running into eachother under the bridge suddenly stopped! The elf that the elf (who liked the sound of elves running into eachother under the bridge) ran into, fell over. All the elves looked at the elf that ran into it. So the elf that ran into the elf that fell over ran to a grassy knoll and grabbed it's nail polish remover and ran back to the bridge and splashed the nail polish remover over the elf that fell over and it started screaming and wrything. The nail polish remover splashed onto the elves that were standing next to the elf that fell over and they started to bubble and yell in pain and bite eachother. Foam and ooze oozed from their mouths and the elf that liked the sound of elves running into eachother got some on his cheek and it burned a hole in his cheek. Elves fell down and the elf that liked the sound of elves running into eachother decided to end their suffering so he dumped the rest of the nail polish remover onto them and they started started growing deformed parts and turning odd colors. Some of them even died. Since each elf had its own type of blood, the nail polish remover made each elf look discustingly different. Know one knows why but that day, elves disappeared off the face of the universe. From then on no elves were ever seen again at all. Except for seven elves. They were left behind and they became known as Snoods. They spend their time trying to survive the wrath of Snood hunters. They are successfully begining to multiply and we need to kill them. So please, join us in the the quest of Snood! |
| I do not claim any of the credit for the Snood game or anything of Snood except this story that I made up to annoy people. Some other guy made up Snood because he was probably bored so give him all the credit. Thanks. |
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| Once there was this guy and he had a pony and the pony liked to eat sugar cubes. The guy gave the pony a sugar cube and the pony was angry all of a sudden, which confused the guy! the guy looked around the barn for what could be making the pony angry but found nothing. the pony suddenly kicked the guy! The guy died and no one in history ever knew why the pony got angry, except for one person. The person who gave the guy the autopsy found grains of salt on the spots where the pony kicked the guy and he figured out that the guy had given the pony a salt cube! thats why the pony kicked the guy because he wanted a sugar cube and not a salt cube! The coroner who figured out why the guy got kicked by the pony recieved the Man of Smart Things Award and the You Rule Trophy because he was special and smart. |
| Pony Detective Man |