The Tale of the Gumby Hunter
(Be warned, this story is full of pure shittyness and pantlessness! Also, there is no point in even reading. If you read, you are so awesome! You can choose whether you want to wear pants or not whilst reading.)
Once upon a time there was a Gumby hunter. He hunted Gumbies for their clay skin. His name was Xigbar. He smelled funny.
One find day, Xiggy and his gun went out into the forest to find some Gumbies to get more clay so he could build his fireplace. That's when he bumped into… Your mum ROXAS! Roxas said "APOOPOPOO!" And ran away with all the chocolate.
Xiggy was so horrified at this, that he crawled into his corner and wept. Wept so much that he created a waterfall made of salty…water… So he drowned. In his face fat.
Meanwhile, in the forest of cute little crab things, Roxas was gaily skipping and cackling in his gay Jesse McRoxas manner.
"I has chocolate," the one giggled. "Now I is going to find my lovely Aaron Carter and make luuurrve!"
And then he died of heart failure. And crab butts meat poo.
A little bit later, Captain Mansex was walking along and saw a dead Saix. Who knows why he died. But he did. Of… AIDS. And Mansex cried like a little girl for his lost lover.
And who knows where the hell this story is going.
Suddenly…with a big WUUSSSHHYY noise, a tsunami came and smothered everything in its wushyness. Everyone died.
The end.