Board Thread:Off-Topic/@comment-30248084-20170525033339

Sit down and relax. I will give you the full.

It all began when SWAGER21 affords a rugrat to skip a day of dogs which cough in a bathtub with PlaceRebuilder showing Loony Tunes as hotdogs. NairRod's ballerina falls on a hamper to blame an infinite piece of apples with a hankerchief, which Rockynic's Icecream babysits a nest of legos for breakfast this evening. No one knows why tomatoes rule the Kentucky Pizzeria with a Mister Noob to pick a cooked handcuff, which escalated to hugging poles of hot chocolate with a garmet of sugar of life. Hotorchi's bucket learns leaking in karate, just for slapping a can of barbecue hands with disgustingly delicious foot loops.

A Peridot wants Uncle Cracker to use Kevin the typewriter to delete paper of milenium Falcon Punches, while hastily stomping H.F.B.T.M hats of invincibility for crab mines in a futuristic Rhi-Snow to save the Shoe. Only there, my Family Guy, that gamers are personified to squeal as Sunny Ants of Tomorrowland with bad Jello capes. Shovels are hermano's, Thomas grants gold, and yitta badda boo, because I love two's, for gaining blazing deaths of smelly Spas-12's.

And that, my friend, is what Nonsense means. 