Tha Last Aahrbreastar ChaptAAHr 12levle

Ong sped towards his AAh castle where the beautiful Kahterah was waiting for him. He wanted no more nonsense creeping vaginas (because this is not THAT kind of fanfic) but secretly he hoped that it would be so because his mind is as dirty as the waters of the Hudson RivAAHr filled to the brim with dead plasmid-addicted butterflies and beetles squashed by the glorious heels of Alec Baldwin. Sudenly he felt a disturbance in teh Forec as the evil Emperor Electric Rasin and his apprentis Darth Too-Much-Smoking appearad in front of hisself. NO said Ong as he gathered teh powerz of teh windz, pointed his AAHrbreastASS at teh enemies and unleashed a blast of flatulent magic harvested from the very depths of Jupiter the land of the hole. He herd his two emenies growl in frustratin as teh gassy spel hit them and they burst into flames that smelled of Taco Del Mar and chili cheese dogs which drew the attehnshun of DeadPool.. Ong departed teh scene of tehj smelly crime on teh winged Legoas bicep-son Leviathan breastus and left his deputy John Freeman and Sergeant Pickle Surprise Guy with his magic Propeller Beanie to take care of teh problemz with teh law enforcementz. He returned to the castle of AAh with good feelings in his heart, and proceeded to immediately commiserate his good fortune and victory with the glorious process of BONDING, followed by BREASTING (remember that order kids, it is very important). However, his method was flawed, and not much breasting was accomplished, so Kkkahhahteerrhrraaah was not satisfied and sed Y U NO BOND/BREAST HARDER?! And Ong replied with the fury of a thousand robot kids shouting the affirmation "I...own...THAT!" I WAS TRYING MY HARDESTEST KKHKAKAKKAKAKKTKTKKKERERERAAAAHHAHAH! He leaped back onto his giang Legolas bicep-son Leviathan monkey gorilla sheep cow Oppa gangnam style back to the town of ba-sing-mm-whatcha-say to breast with Topffffff instead.