Holy Toledo!", shouted Batman; Batman died. Robin cried. Kobe laughed. "No milk!? Why can't babies walk?" Then Davis killed Kobe's pet squirrel.
"What the heck were you thinking?" shouted all the squirrel's loyal nut clusters.
They charged the nuts like rabid Celtics fans. Davis grabbed Kobe's throat and threw Jedi Sith like energy. Ernest Provetti, tears running, laboriously ratcheted up the testicles and yelled out "Please no, apologize now! My son has rabies, he bites, unless you stick his third rib with glazed-over eyes." However, nothing craps the giant squirrel like a hydrogenated prune.
Unfortunately, little soldier men eat rats. Not the blueberry pancakes, they all freeze, within a dead goat. Rays of the sun hit it, smelling rotten. Thrusting hard knock life like Annie and Jay-Z.
Acute dementia afflicts Tanguay, wanting Rasheed. Banner 18, and 19 to extend to infinity and beyond!
Sex toys under Kobe's contractual obligations must include dirty trousers that Sasha sniffs through with passion whilst pleasuring donkey balls.
Now Phil Jackson cried aloud "Red's better!" Kobe whipped his topping without beating or flopping! Just sucking out the Pau Gasol. Then Sideshow Bob video taped Magic Johnson kissing Kurt Rambus in a port-o-let outside McDonalds next to an abandoned Laker Dynasty.
Fiddle playing was heard but no orgasmic screams. Not even a muffled sadistic grunt!
The nut clusters, still warm, smelt like Stuckey's roadside hot garbage. Eric Cantona smoked cigars made of pubic hair and porcelain toilets.
"That's some really huge Batman pubes in Kobe's teeth and then Kobe happily ate Batman's large, hairy prunes," said Shaq.
Later that day, Eva & Tony tried on Kobe's huge sourpuss mask. Then, Eva went down onto the floor while Rasheed fell on his knees and howled, "don't stop get it get it".
Danny Ainge turned to Eva and scratched her inner thigh. She enjoyed shamrock shakes and Tommy points that smelled like desperate housewives.
Later that evening, cows ran wild into Eva's banana field followed by Shaq. "Hark! I hear #18 to #21". Then Eva noticed Sideshow Bob the Builder attempting to eat a nut duster and a pupusa.
Then Scal went up for a dunk and tripped over his man tit. Doc Screamed "use your mansier". "That's all muscle. No jiggly moob here". Bill Walton then turned to Eva & Tony butt naked in West Philadelphia and grinned while saying,"Marry me Tony."
Everyone died. But Mickey and Eva's mutant offspring that look like Varejao's taint..ed love...Tainted Love was like Varejao's big fetish for bedbugs and Eva's love was burning like hot tamales and scruffy nerfherders. Tommy Heinsohn loves onions, hates Lakers. He hates lakes because guys put girls in they avi to get tommy points.
Detlef Schrempf died tragically. The cause? Nintendo overdose. South American style.
But llamas, bears & pumas are panaceas in Portland, Oregon feeding on wolf-nipple chips, dressed sexy and taking photos of butterflies. And the so-called "Dynasty" was no more.
From the ashes emerged a Scalabrine covered in food and warm vomit. Scalabrines muscles intangibly cast little Scalabrines on Eva's collection of micro machines, fine cigars, and hair.
"Heavens Eva you look so much skinnier but not as muscular as Scal's HE MAN toys", said Kobe.
"Flopping Ginoblis!" Sticky hands rapped loudly, Rasheed will hurt you. Delicious fluffanutters.
Scalabrine danced the macarena with Mel Zelaya.
"Here kitty kitty", the milk man begged meagerly, "suck this big,hard love handle like it's filled with pickled herring."
A dog, half neutered, with prosthetic, yet realistic, thyroid glands sighed deeply before barking loudly.
Then the world ended.
"My cornflakes!" are Scabs; yet this is impossible. Then I remembered Cantinflas
Fortunately for Red, the box really was there, but all it contained was an invitation for Zihuantanejo, Mexico and a delicious man hug on the beach before fading to black. Andy Dufresne was never seen again, save for in the story book when Bill Russell read to his grandchildren.
Dyslexic horseflies yelled, "Roll Tide!" and gave Lee Corso an atomic wedgie.
Earl Boykins, is so into transformers,
