Painting is fun when my daughter is rolling up the paper glides smoothly around planets that spin spontaneously with thingamabobs because I will combust if Emily sings loudly for the Master because he dances fondly when flowers bloom around the courtyard that destructs people whenever camels come waddling throughout the desert pinatas because designated drivers are very smelly when chicks throw socks at lamas that flutter soundlessly with boyfriend aliens are chuckling bacon bites through long term years because Wheat Thins are lovely mixed with armpit hairs thoroughly enjoyed with other ducks and squirrels that lie notoriously lie about cars walking shoelessly without underwear.


A/N: Hello my fellow viewers! My friends and I were being idiots and played that game where you make a sentence and each of you say a word. Each story is a separate chapter and they all have different topics, enjoy!