In the woods Wirt and Greg became lost. Very lost. Like so lost, they had no idea where they were. That's how lost they were.

"Greg" said Wirt with an expression, "Why are the trees so fuckin hella."

"I am not of knowing a reason my dear brother." replayed the Greg, "we must search for the quest of this nonsense."

So Wirt agreed.

Together they made their wave across the entrire forrest (which they were still in very lost). Greg once tripped and rolled down a hill like an egg. Unlike a singular egg, he was not crackable. Well he probably was, but he did not.

Once across the huge-ass-hella-tree forrest (as they were calling it), they slept. Greg dreamed of his perfect frog. Green. Froggy. Super Froggy. Mmmmmmmmyeah... froggy.

Wirt entered a dreamland where he saw a beautiful bird lady. She slapped him and he fucking died. Fuck off Wart he heard ass he dies (only in the dream)

When Wirt woke up he was not angry, a beautiful woman had never hit him before. He enjoyed it.

Greg woke up to find his perfect frog had became real! Greg was sitting on the frog tho.

"Brother I am unable to do a moving off of the froggy. Can you may be an assistant?" says Greg.

"What the fuck Greg." Wirt yelled in a whisper as not to wake the huge ass monster behind him. "I am not pulling a frog out of your ass, who the fuck do you even thinking I am?"

"But brother, I though you loved ass. You converse about it all the hours."

"Those were assassins Greg."

"But brother I hear you of speaking thick, firm, and gr-"

"Shutt your whore mouth Grog." Wirt said tooo loud so the monster wake.

The monster was very big... at least the size of a bush. A big bush. Maybe a car-sized bush. Who care. Any away Wirt looked at the bush car monster and gasped. The monster had a huge ass. Bigger than any ass Wirt had ever seen. Greg noticed to but he did no thing as there wass still a frog up his butthole.

"Rawr." said the monster, revealing it's sexual desires.

"I am really flattered..." stuttled Wirt, "But I don't think it would ever work between us."

"Ra-ra-rawr." said the monster as it showed Wirt it's second ass.

"Two assess..." sad Wirt.

This was too much for him to handle. He could not never refuse two assess. He needed them. Wiart's lower sasage began to enlarge. The monster notice. Greg also too. This cause Greg to sneeze. His sneeze made anus sqeeze and the frog became one with him.

"Wirt there are never hours in this day for a nonsense close to what is happening, the frog has become my bum bum." yall'd Greg.

Wirt was too far gone. He had taken off every single one of his clothing (except his left soclc). The monster layed down and Wirt began to pound the monsters asses like they were drumsm and hes dong was a mallets. The monster bagan to exert ass juice all over Wirt and he said.

"Yahoo"

Every one Tumblr user became angry because fuck Yahoo. But that's what Wirt was doing eh. He was fucking the literal incarnation of the innet company: Yahoo.

Greg could not stand seeing this horrible thing any longer so he used his huge ebody to roll across Yahoo. The monster did yapped as Wirt's dingle was ripped from his own loins.

"What the fuck Greg I was just makin gsweet love to Yahoo ang look what happened to my pencil." winded Wirt.

"Im a truly sorry dearest brother of mime but I had to destroy it. You see: my bum bum frog can tell fiture. Bum bum (that's his name) was of believing that the only possible way to escap this forrest was to murder the beast."

"You huge dumb whore ass Gre that was Yahoo not the beast."

"What if... Yahoo was the beast all of alongs?"

"Holy shit." Wirt bleed

Continues?