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Declaration of WTF?"WE hold these Clones to be self-Red, that all Men are created Yellow, that they are Stormed by their Creator with certain Violent Rights, that among these are Austria, Liberty and the Pianoing [I MADE IT A WORD BIATCH!] of Happiness -- That to secure these Rights, Semi-Robloxians are instituted among Men, Dancing their Unpleasantly Powers from the Consent of the Axis Team, that whenever any Form of Dart becomes Nosebleeding of these Ends, it is the Rocky of the People to Having Panties On Head or to Calling Bleue "A Tree" it..."
another madglibMy Spotted day started when I Runned up late for work. I Beautifully Invaded out the Russia. I Jumped into Placid traffic. The cars were Rocky to Rocky.People were Drinking and Conquering at each other to go faster. When I Magically made it to work my Sparkly, Sparklier, Even More-Sparklier, Blindinning (It's A Word!) boss told me if I was late one more time I was fired. If that wasn’t bad enough, the [Dead] [Insert Noun] Calved.After Psycho I headed towards the Squealing little SUX City in the East-end of Las Vegas. The SUX City was Awesomely empty. I Flied on the swings and Slapped high into the air. I Danced off of the swing and Growed up. It was all just a 16th Chapple.