CAUTION
The following piece of literature has such a high capacity and level of idiocy that, if one were to gaze upon it unprepared, one's brain cells would rave, commit suicide cell by cell and the cerebral cortex would ignite. View at 7 o'clock.
At your own risk*
With a loud smash, the challenger's Shoodanigan slammed to the floor, it's laces clattering on the stone floor.
"Sketcher!" The challenger yelled. He ran to his Goobÿmon, a terrified look on his face. He keeled at the fully evolved Goobÿmon's side, lifting it to his face.
"Aww yeah!" The other Catcher, a boy named Flash Dooby, shouted. He pumped his fist. He ran to his team sweeper, Squirtbag, and gave it a big hug. "Good job, Squirtbag!"
"Glorp." Squirtbag glorped.
"Dang it!" The challenging Catcher shouted, hitting his fist to the ground. "How could I have possibly lost?!"
"Glorp Glorp. Glopp." Squirtbag glopped.
"Yeah, Squirtbag, you're right." Flash said, laughing hysterically. "He didn't even use a good Goobÿmon!"
"Gorp gop." Gorple gop gop.
"You jerk!" The challenger said. He took out his Goobÿblock and tossed it down to his Shoodanigan's unconscious sole. The shoe was sucked up into the Goobÿblock, and he clasped the block on his belt.
"I won, square and fair." Flash Dooby said. "Pay up, gork."
The other boy sighed, reached into his pockets and pulled out seventeen Gooble. He handed over the cards reluctantly, and a sour look spread across his face.
"Lick the back of an ass!" The boy shouted, and ran for the hills, his pants falling down as he reached the top. He tripped, and he disappeared as he fell over to the other side of the hill.
"Al-ri f2f :ht" Flash said, counting his Gooble. With his already large amount of Gooble, added with the seventeen Gooble that he already had, that brought his total Gooble count to twelve. With the Gobbles that he now possessed, he could buy nothing, because Gobbles didn't exist. But with the new Gooble that filled his wallet, he could finally afford the Super Machine "Slup Bup", which he had been saving up for ever since he became a Catcher.
"I can't wait to buy Slup Bup!" He shouted, high-fiving Squirtbag in his bitch mouth. Squirtbag squirted his bog on the floor, and the two danced off towards the sunset.
Also, there was a Wooden Plank.
I don't know about you guys, but I've reread this three times and I cannot stop laughing. Oh man, I kill me.
~Husky
