In this thread, write a sentence where one word is typoed into a different word. The next person imagines the implications of it being literally true, then posts a sentence of their own. I'll start:
"Henry VIII's first wife was Catherine of Aragorn."
Remember back in the 50s when they'd record like Elvis singing YOU AIN'T NOTHIN BUT A HOUND DOG and then they'd turn the record over and reverse it and it was all NYERP NYERP NYERP NYERP NYERP and people were all like, "That is actually the voice of Satan coming from that song."
Remember back in the 50s when they'd record like Elvis singing YOU AIN'T NOTHIN BUT A HOUND DOG and then they'd turn the record over and reverse it and it was all NYERP NYERP NYERP NYERP NYERP and people were all like, "That is actually the voice of Satan coming from that song."
They sold some pretty weird things there, didn't they? I never knew you could make a working helicopter out of bamboo and palm leaves.
"Waves suitable for serfing are found primarily in the ocean, but are also sometimes found in lakes and rivers, and also in manmade wave pools."
"It is a matter of grave importance that Fairy tales should be respected.... Whosoever alters them to suit his own opinions, whatever they are, is guilty, to our thinking, of an act of presumption, and appropriates to himself what does not belong to him." -- Charles Dickens
It's going to be hard to live through the Tribulation when you're spineless.
Remember back in the 50s when they'd record like Elvis singing YOU AIN'T NOTHIN BUT A HOUND DOG and then they'd turn the record over and reverse it and it was all NYERP NYERP NYERP NYERP NYERP and people were all like, "That is actually the voice of Satan coming from that song."
It's a new type of cold and fever medication designed to soothe you to sleep with calming tunes as the drug does its work!
"It is a matter of grave importance that Fairy tales should be respected.... Whosoever alters them to suit his own opinions, whatever they are, is guilty, to our thinking, of an act of presumption, and appropriates to himself what does not belong to him." -- Charles Dickens
And then, Superman's cuckolds were hit with heat vision.
"It is a matter of grave importance that Fairy tales should be respected.... Whosoever alters them to suit his own opinions, whatever they are, is guilty, to our thinking, of an act of presumption, and appropriates to himself what does not belong to him." -- Charles Dickens
"It is a matter of grave importance that Fairy tales should be respected.... Whosoever alters them to suit his own opinions, whatever they are, is guilty, to our thinking, of an act of presumption, and appropriates to himself what does not belong to him." -- Charles Dickens
The condition of the people, being in an unfree state, would be unbearable.
"His ants are so low that you can see his boxers."
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"He is holy aware of his mistake."
"I did not know that I had ascended to the got tiger."
"I am fully against youth in Asia as a way to end a sick person's life."
Assassin poems, Poems that shoot
guns. Poems that wrestle cops into alleys
and take their weapons leaving them dead
^ I mean, dealing with the overpopulation in China is important, but sending gun-wielding tweens to hospitals is just ridiculous
"Four scone and seven years ago our fathers brought forth on this continent, a new nation, conceived in Liberty"
"He is a fodder to his men."
Assassin poems, Poems that shoot
guns. Poems that wrestle cops into alleys
and take their weapons leaving them dead
Two Four Six Ate, Who Do We Appreciate
"Something wicker this way comes."
Assassin poems, Poems that shoot
guns. Poems that wrestle cops into alleys
and take their weapons leaving them dead
"My favorite shop when I was younger was Gilligan's Island"
"She raptured her spine three weeks ago."
"She's always dressed causally."
"They've been together through the highs and the Lois."
"Harry Potter and the Goblin of Fire"
"Flea ice cream cone to the 500th customer."
"Call now, and I'm going to trow in a second one, absolutely free!"
"Baby, please don't beak my heart"
Assassin poems, Poems that shoot
guns. Poems that wrestle cops into alleys
and take their weapons leaving them dead
"I would like to apply for a john in the women's lingerie department"
"Hark, the herald angles sing!"
"Peas on Earth, and mercy mild..."
"For our next test, we're going to try the sink blot test."
"Henry VIII's second wife was Anne bowlin'."
"A well regulated Militia, being necessary to the security of a free State, the right of the people to keep bear Arms shall not be infringed."
"His ants are so low that you can see his boxers."
"You final test will be a metaphorical trial by fir."
"One, two! One, two! and through and through
The vorpal glade went snicker-snack!"
"Oh Mister Sandman, bring me a beam, may he be the cutest I've ever seen."