Frank was an ordinary man. He lived an ordinary life.
His slippers, on the other hand...
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The Surgeon
The loose folds of skin whispered lightly in the breeze, Hans smiled whimsically, and with several powerful tugs the whipper-snipper roared to life. His licence was never revoked ...
Biff's faux pas
Composed entirely of methane, it was an unfortunate day for all involved when Biff decided to start the proceedings by lighting his own fart...
Fluffy Cyril
Snapping, Fluffy the kitten unsheathed a large claw and with the dexterity of an LSD-filled gibbon, neutered poor Cyril. The rocking chair slowed.
Tad's Adventure
As the mist slowly faded from in front of his face, Tad became increasingly aware of a deep-seated feeling of foreboding rising in his very soul. Tad always was a fucking pussy.
A disapproving WTF?
Oblivious to the general disapproval, Wallace garnished her ballsack with a disapproving sprig of mint. Julia looked on disapprovingly with a look of disapproval on his face.
Time whore
So I said "Time is a strange mistress ... she never puts out.", and he said to me "Until now, I respected you." Then we laughed!
Space bash
"I was in space the other day!" he exclaimed. No-one knew why he said that, so we bashed him.
Andre’s flaps
Ungainly though his pendulous flaps rendered him, Andre’s rambunctious nature, and winning smile ultimately were not enough to redeem him in the eyes of Nancy, who, with one mighty shove (into the seething rage of the hornets nest) sealed his fate.
The avuncular couch
The avuncular couch sidled up to the whinnying post and curdled its chops before gandeering to the vile jelly switch. 'Along The Road', veered the splash monkey. Managing to avoid the suspending lights the couch stepped into the scumbled pool and castored on to the raining tree. Longing for a lemon organza trip-shirt he sauntered jovially on through.
A hole to fill
Gordon plowed his horns through the pizza remnants, searching frantically for his missing Plug Of Delight. Noticing the guilty twitch in Mildred's tail, he hoovenly scruffed her, hiccupped and inserted her head first.
Darrell's man bag
The buzz Darrell was feeling as he flailed blindly in the immense sea of phlegm began to fade. "Time for another hedgehog," he gushed, fondling his man bag with aplomb.