Story 3 Words Chapter 1 PLEASE DONT WRITE HERE

[georgswa (Georg Ruf) (RIP)]

Chapter 1 ( Start)

Once upon a bar of chocolate that we ate travelled down our road on the way to the local for a quick bit of lunch with the monkey called chocolate log.

While they were tipping back a pint or three, he said to the monkeys uncle, What can you do for me on this fine summers day, in a light hearted way, the bystanders gazed in amazement as they discussed what the reason for his migraine was.

Looking through binoculars the African grey swore as he swooped from a nearby tree and took aim at the nearest target which just happened to be the SARU president who was mounting his Harley Davison wearing only a western province jersey and leather chaps.

As he lifted himself on the bike to go his false teeth went flying in to the back of a van without missing a beat he lifted that bottle of spoek and diesel and headed off to his AA meeting undercover, when he noticed the African grey flying towards him, dropping a load, he thanked his mother, maker and thought that this must be the end for his inflatable but eager ego.

Meanwhile back at the local the bartender sang loudly "Jake for President" of Babylon 5 as he poured a stiff shot as the girls pondered who would be the first to fall off the wagon. Suddenly a man in black (Jock Alexander) a Scot by another name, who only looked for an: .and better morning. The Monkey called from the near wrecked bakkie saying, &%* of @**&%£ that upset the while his uncle from the pub considered the remedy for his migraine, they thought it appropriate to strip naked and do the fandango for the group of Harley Davidson enthusiasts who in their sozzled state mumbled "the Full Monty" which prompted the monkey to frenetiquely jump up pointing and screaming at the naked Bartender who said.. Where is chocolate log?

the monkey burped, farted and hysterically pointed to the door. In walked a kilted Highlander, out of breath. He strutted up to the monkey and raised his eyebrow exclaiming "you are my long lost enemy – what are you doing still harassing these folk from the institution for severely challenged drunken sods i have enough.

The barman then said to the three nuns that were cycling past come in and help me look after the pub while i deal with this Highlander.  Better than rosary or maybe Rosemary, so the nuns jumped over the handlebars, dropped holy water and slapped the HighlanderThe barman was shocked by the actions of the drunk nons, who had drunk some of Georgs Schnaps

The nuns then started to sing "Dance with me"and did the knees up mother showing legs doing everything The Mother Superior had taught them. The Harley Davidson which was parked at the entrance of the water nuns and the barman went to scratched his nuts, in public. Jesus!!! was a getaway in the year that we celebrated the birthday of someone we knew
but forgot his  ,or was it deliberate ??????  The plot thickens as the truth gets to the pope and the nuns, about the home grown organic mushrooms for treatment for the sore swollen nuts - only if applied by the hands of pole dancing girls that massage nuts in public and refer to African Gray's as nut crackers.As you would like to believe or , they are sadistic.

The bikers had led the pope astray with their hoping for a blessing of wine and sipping on their way to hell.  After bidding a pineapple and a bananasplit to the alter-boys.  In the vestry the priests fiddled "Fiddlers Green" in the chalice and in a world of purple dandylions where the sound a falling chain released by the nut massaging pole ... Keith! You here???

Yes echo'd a group of teenage nut massage trainee's stretching their big legs before stretching their arms ready for bed but eager to to play games by hiding the huge Harley Davidson down under the bed.

Wearing leather boots the Mother superior wore tights and yellow ribbons in private.  The enthusiasts loved her for the way she would always be in the middle of all happening events pertaining - on the fact whether or not they should do a potjie under the table or just drink a scotch broth. 

Usually they just drank only milk which came from the Casackstan goats but today they celebrated achieved degrees that the enthuisiasts had passed with flighing colours, however it should be gold and green inside and outside.  The barman who let in and he asked do you want a pair of of artificial legs to additionally use them" - huh he replied, additionally, whatever do you mean - 4 legs that's impossible! not so, they are my very best, enables me to be coexistant with Kasakstan goats and the capability to really move out of hell.

The Highlander at the old minestral was well on - getting his left leg over the barbedwire fence and dropped his parcel on his right. Next to the comatosed S.A.R.U President who should not have been there in the first place. Having said that he should f*&^%$#@*off back to somewhere on his side of the bar counter, everybody broke into song and applauded loudly when the highlander played with his bagpipes.
What is this skirt you have on, can we lift it to see what you have under that fur looking out. That's a sporan with nuts in a bag under my own nuts. So they all decided to investigate whether or not the highlander has any nuts under the fat barmaid , who had played her last game. After making herself nutless she called Keith, to share her splinterless pole , or was it the sound of music? Onions make good relish to young and fresh ? although whipped cream was much better or so, the best of all was that Keith's  was shiny and a hot   thundering roaring machine that could be used to stimulate his very sensious state of canadian flirting techniques and get results from being the biggest   , only when it happened in consciousness was his last stand before he inflated his tiny inner tube, following his mommy to the river where he would pee.

The locals at den nearby the barbed wire fence , were trying to revive the unconscious S.A.R.U. president when suddenly a slightly sozzled old man brimmed over the barbed wire fence and shouted Oi where is mike ? hes got gout replied the drunk and mumbled something incoherat that no one could be bothered to repeat.

Mike then cried for Michele to hurry with first aid kit befor he bled into his beer. Michele took out (lets try to keep in line first aid rules) the cherry juice and gulped it down herself, feeling rather chuffed the effect (her) trying not to faint, Michael grabbed her and gave her a .

It was a girlfriend she was taken and blushed but whou cares novadays ,she said to the liberal spectators its modern now, as everybody doest it.

There is nothing to hide, come with me I'll lead you to a world where everybody does what he/she likes. Where where is not what what Mike, come here she said sweetly, I need a tin of nails and a , four pieces of string to fix  Keiths broken pole.

So the story seamed at end back at the spar shopping-center in Never Never Land! What annoyed him also inspired him . That's his chance! to proove his competance in being a shop assistant , but only at the lingerie department.

During former years he always liked wearing the lingerie only orange coloured and see-through all over, this was so very exciting so sencious, Michele decided: "Enough now! It's time to take it out the closet and let me mend it once before the kids crack up laughing" and the dog started to howl - it was madness oh Cheryl.

Tinker was great... but so amusing! Somewhere far away a herd of skinny cows were jumping over moons while the cowboys shot the hell out of the pale faced cowboys.

Everyone was very tired and ready to go to relax doing whatever was allowed without using anything cold to maximise the pleasure while enjoying life at a pace suitable to play anything besides a banjo .
Woaw! Time to play Dixie through the gap in his bum cheeks a party trick his father taught during his youth while playing the bagpipes and dancing the hobgoblin left-right-upside-down jig with the troll on his dead. two-horned unicorn is a bicorn or gemsbok, that played a pennywhistle.

While taking a leisurely morning stroll to the local where the story about a monkey, harley davidson and the gemsbok had entertained nuns, sozzled creepy monks and gout had began.

In the end Kasachstan goats had enough milk to feed all monks.

Only mother superior was left out but she had a bottle of schnapps that was Himbeergeist from black-forest singing "Schnapps das Wort". but then the angels carried.....their German hymnbooks to a nearby French monastery where the local people proudly showed off their --- that's going to far! but they re taking a gander  weto the bottom the green slide and again climbing while singing "Climb the Nuns peaks" over the fence they spotted something that almost made them laugh.

As the nuns swam with the geese they flicked their tail feathers and the nuns giggled remembering the shnapps  and the effect it had.  Everyone was drunk now! Even so the  children who had watched that scenes SEEMED TO BE happy with their Entertainment for the time after the walking, swimming and playing piano in the local had kept them busy.

Not to mention the drinking of holy water behind the bike shed.
Everyone, (the Scotsman) there was enough even to share the wild imagination of a goblin and an elf and sant claus and the kilted frog that was called Georg.

So the elf and santa claus and the goblin decided the kilted frog shouldn't drink shnapps as he gets warts and all the other frogs had learnt the the trick of disguising themselves as Burly farting and leaving brown marks – sorry about that – No way Jose !

At this time the goblins decided to get ahead by borrowing bicycles with very small wheels but huge handlebar and saddle that Princess Fiona had bought for
her elf daughter -Now it was creating problems in every way of which the elves could annoyingly possibly think they would not be able to sleep ever again. The howling princess just as tired were eventually distracted lit a candle and said their goodbye's to Mike who was nowhere in sight.

The cycling goblins rode over toadstools disrupting a party, getting totally sloshed they forgot where the was and how to roll a zoll, they were hungry looking for McDonalds - as cash was much in need they thought that they would have sell the bicycles. To buy , as they prowled on hands and and knees searching for any leftovers they suddenly remembered the farm, no longer having to depend on the elves, they rolled themselves each a big reefer and smoked until the cows came   
to try flying but their udders were to full they all laughed so much that milk shot out into their eyes . 

The magic carpet took off into the tiny pond waving at the whales swimming by, in a frenzy the dolphins jumped aside, believin they had the ocean as a playground but were unaware of the sharks who were unfriendly. At times like this, when the surf was up and the surfers were down. How did Georg get to be with a big hairy smoker, under his pillow all snuggled up together - but not with a sexy blond but a brunette goat herder from the drag festival with a fantastic new product called men to men bubble bath exfoliator.

They like to keep you busy which Georg likes,  Paula got jealous grabbed the shotgun , shot the herder turned on Georg to ask him about his garden when in flew 99 blackbirds who thought they where in wonderland having seen Alice chonging with the kings men under her bed. 

This distracted Paula making her believe there's no SANTA ! Disappointed she attended Santa believers anonomous  hoping to find the truth about good girls can be and still be absolutely the best way to get first class satisfaction.

Meanwhile in far away Kasakstan, somebody dropped a clanger, there was no comparison anywhere in the world for the revolutionary truth  about how to put Boy Georg back into life. So a dilemma , what to do ? where to go ? to avoid Borak .

Georg was put into Drag,then Borak appeared. What a handsome pair these two guys. Georges feminine side being devoting and well versed in rural village etiquette married his sister while carrying dogs poops and roses looking idiotic but feeling very sexy wearing a negligee.

He showed hairy legs and chest as he paraded for all girls and all the boys down 5th avenue.

His stilletto's were 18 1/2 cm high which caused him to dribble down slip and stumble into the arms of a very fat,naked and pimpled, bad smelling drug taking whore. "That's dead on," she squealed excitedly while Georg grabbed at her ears while gazing blankly through her see-through neglige, and slowly unfolding his tongue and licked her roll-up cigerete with with great gusto and plenty slobber.

The trick was executed expertly to a giant joint to get the nons and monks ready for benediction. What a relief! Borak was worried where the monkey might be. If only he could he could calm the wailing 'slappers' after they claimed they had seen what they never thought was possible - It was a secret only for short people to interpret, his long story bored the many pole dancing menopausing women but they secretly revelled in Georg's uncanny ability to play the hunk.

What a surprise! He was unaware of the bikini he wore under the xmas tree and the tights that were his favorite way to to disguise his hump on the back of his head.

What should the group now do to make for a living? Singing and cheering 
up his fellow hangers on – they wanted him to take control and and make sure nobody remembered anything about the "Weihnachtsmarkt" - everybody was there, even if they had cold feet and wet shoes.

On the corner of the "Heiliggeist" street, 3 girls dressed up like santa claus, pole  dancing included. Now Paula, Diana and Julie started to drink " Glühwein " from Egon Häberles local pub, soon they were up to the pole and doing the  hoop.  Poledancing

The two Georgs sober as always, well sometimes, clapped and watched eagerly how the three ladies wrapped themselves whilst nodding their approval to the    poledancing crowd that had started throwing all manner of things at the sexy dancing girls.  The two Georgs hugged everybody arround, making sure that none was missed or left out all the while standing in a row ditracted, looking skyward while supper was served and shared.

The locals assembled hopeful and hungry as Georg's wife sweetly divided equally the burnt offerings due to the size of the crowd gathered for the return of  the old Oranjemunders. Horrah they cried we have arrived where's the drink and the poledancers? Diane smiled brightly as the  Georgs were mesmerized by frenzy show. Wow! Everyone sighed together as the show was stopped by a casackstan goatherd.

Trying to find the best location for his goats aware that the grass is greener only because there was no grass he was hallucinating
and had smoked the haddock while while waiting for the manure to magicly turn into frankencens to mask the full effect of his numbness.

All the while the goats climbed up upon the top of a large pile of dirty and smelly rotting dagga leaves that had been piled up since Paula was busy practicing her routine  poledancing. The pile was so high, it looked as if it could just be sufficient for the goats to feel at home.

On the other side of town , a new pile was waiting for Santa to be climbed onto,,so he took his sledge , called his reindeer packed his rum ,with a Ho-Hum he wrapped himself , tumbeling up the North pole bidding Mrs Claus goodnight so he could party with his hard working elves filled up with rum. A childrens choir sang "The Torture Never Stops" by a bloke unknown called Frank Zappa.

The elves however loved this play after long hours of whittling little toys to give to tiny men each of which had,had a bath recently – only to be told you smell like the reindeers,  OH HO HUM and a bottle of rum,  climbing back on - the snow fell melting as it  touched the warm rum filled bodies of the elves.  Mrs Claus meanwhile happily went about baking mince pies and christmas cake. She knew this would excite the little men who had been begging Father Christmas to give them all a piece of their most favourite (leaf). That's illegal and our secret stash is hidden inside the goatskin, that Georg wears  around his ankle, he was sharing
it with Michael in Lapland when out-of the blue came Paula with "special" mince pies filled with strong christm as cheer enforced love and merriment mood enhancing recipe that she had acquired. 
The secret of it all must remain secret  because a secret is a secret.

Santas' sack was red and bulging HO HUM and filled with toys for all the wild poledancing women who would share their frivolity with, everyone but Mike/Georg, Georg sen excluded.
     
Where the hell is Diana gone she can't be far cos we got to slap the elves about and Mike/Georg jr need to help dress up the barbie dolls, to give them some chic appeal, but alas it did nothing but encourage their male ego's. NO NO cried the innocent Georg jr I cannot find my rubber duck.

The 3 shephards lead their goats to the lake of wisdom. On on the off-chance that no turd had ever known that the duck was the owner of the magical wand, to transform witches to angels and so the story continued making Georg`s happy.

Now the casachstan goats were merrily poledancing to Paulas spell that  she knowingly cast upon the little critters purposely trying to get them to irritate Georg who smiling all over slapped himself while shouting out Yeeeeeehaaaaaa I'm going to give everyone presents even those naughty witches in OM.

The Christmas Spirit had a chance for all that appeared to be good, kind and full of wine. A happy end will be when the lamb lies on the braaifire or on broadway. Cooked until done with plenty of asado sauce and red hot chilli honey glazed and soaked dripping with delicious meat juices and the aroma oh that aroma of braaied meat and burnt sausage

. . . up in Canada!! the polar bears were dancing to the tune of " The Lamb Lies awake at night while the lion sleeps and snores.  " Crazy song titel the Polar-bears loved so much, but that they wished ...... for christmas   

New Years Eve would be unforgettable if only the plonker from Spar.. would believe that dancing naked in the purple rain would be fun after having wild fun in the land of noreturn.

Mike ran home , had wet his pants and cried : Michelle, help me my goats won't return from the  at checkpoint , they are playing with the
monkey dressed as Harley Davidson Biker . What a surprise! another party – they thought would kill the screwdriver holding a bloody-mary until  they all fell through a hole landing with Nicky on a hugh Heffner bunny girl in the Australian Outback. The bunny-girl, a gorgeous blonde   ,  with big teeth that could rip big holes into whatever was blood filled flesh. The Oranjemund witches loved this scenary and enjoyed invoking their act of perpetual attention seeking only a feeling they would understand.

[georgswa (Georg Ruf) (RIP)]

Chapter 2 ( see also Chapter 1 below, space in one post is limited)

What a story!    

Sylvester the pope  stood still, grinning a toothless grin waving his arms like a crazy dog at Paula who was threatening to blow his mytra from his missing ear when in came a rather fat bishop bloated like a blowfish, sweating and panting like a pyrinian it was Georg (jr) who told Paula do you know how to write.

Because he didn't believe she can't teach him grammer ... 23 years later,
he still didn't  have a clue on the grammer but therefor, he tried his best to satisfy his his brain cells before they started to fall downward toward his big toe, he just  got sucked by  a gay guy.

That's to  exciting for Georg jr and so the offer of Beckoned the unfortunate  pair to get accustom with the  tradition of drinking licking and sucking lemon and salt.

Georg then fell hitting his head on Paulas soft stuffed dog, he fell flat onto his back, stretching his imagination further than he can and caterpolted himself over the witches crying all the way to the girls toilets to write naughty notes on the back of the doors with lipstick and nail polish. He then saw a giagantic pimple on the front of  Paulas swollen nose. She then slapped Chelleen, Diana, Julie and strangled Georg jr with her pinkie in her "&#**+.

The little gnomes ran after georg jr to reward him for being a fantastic gentleman and he had a  excuse to runaway because he is scared of girls and their big mammas who won't stop at anything to protect their girls from Georg jr because he is a marked man.

Respect!  A true wolf in sheeps boots. Everybody loved taking the mickey mouse out for dinner. What's up with him today?
   
The last ticket, one way only on magical mystery tour with John, reminiscing of the Beatles with Paul, walking down Abby Road when Ringo smoking a 'joint' saw Amy Winehouse and thought Oh poo, now what so I'm addicted  to gunja mun!

In the distance a flash of light was seen. It turned out to be George (Harrison) lost in the  Fog On The other side of the planet Zaarb I'm so lost but Mick could use his satnav in Brians car to get through to radio control who told him to follow the Yellow brick road  Elton couldn't believe the response caused and let out  a rendition of "Humpty Dumpty" singing as he steered the frontscreen of his polar bear outfit through the old spiderwebs and scared himself as he saw himself in some parallel garb that hung out to dry over a cannabis bush that belonged  to Britney Spears.

She went mental  and called for the LAPD to call the SPCA! Finally the C.I.A offered the FBI a lesson on restraining AA hopefuls from falling off the reality train into what they would call the absolution resolution resurrection meaning absolutly nothing.

After all they understood, she had never known that one day she would turn into Humpty Dumpty who Loved pole dancing. Sometimes it get's scrambled up between you and the pavement.

On top of a high building Paula steered down and punched Georg jr (she tried) but then slapped him (she missed again) because he cries : GET HER AWAY!!!!! He lies well , but doesn't want us to know  about his past.

Shame he is falling for her big hairy feet and admitted addiction to Oranjemund Online


The gemlins suddenly jumped out of a secret compartment and gobble Georg jr up.That was a fine meal and a sad end to him.

The girls on the forum cheered  hysterically, hugging one   another and jumping with joy for : Incarnated Georg appeared and behind him stood Brad Pit envying him for disappearing.

Now Brad disappeared with him. no more George Who is George?

Mean while back in the future things had changed. everybody believed in the reason why Diana kept phoning was so that Brad Pitt could take-over the forum.

Unfortenatly he asked put was surprised at the reponse he got from Angelina and Jennifer they said we were far to nice to have to put up with this so with a glove he held up.

Without glasses he was very squint-eyed and couldn't see , and kissed Koos  cause he thought he was a princess. Yeagh! That's a hum dinger .

Koos was a orange haired cat. The kind of feline that was used to the finer things in life, but only did he realize to his horror that Mike was rather cute and had no gout the sexy hunk.

It was 5am and a rooster sang "Hit me again with your rythem stick", believing that it would get the attention Tom Jones used to get when he performed for the Poledancing ladies in the geriatric show of 2008. Passing the window, wearing purple pajamas ,a green man with blue hair said 100 pages of nonsense produced a chronicle of how not to approach O'munders with an open forum .

It could be that there is no end to the amount of random words strung on a golden haze of memories and bull dust. Prior to the forum, these glory days were just trapped in our minds and hearts waiting for airing. A group of unemployed dentists joined the "Oranjemund Gang" right after they pulled their teeth out their mouths walking around toothless and grinning to the amusement of Georg jr and Mike. Spitting while talking is a discipline only achieved by toothless dentists who danced in the fairy garden down at the lake.

At midnight light came in through the jails window Paula behind the criminal Georg who was making sure he got his soap on rope to attach to the shower hose so that he din't have to bend and cause himself unexplained pain.  He was afraid  he might like having pain, but instead Little Mo helped him to wash his feet standing upright.

Later he even learned how to yodel Shakiras "what Ever, When Ever" in a high pitch to scare off the men who were impressed by  Georgie´s brave way, he took to  "make girls cry" Georg was kicked in the butt which made him all the more eager to proof how brave he could even be when under attack of a wild drag queen who who broke her inplants while Georg just fainted. Bang she shot him. She then called Mike to help but he was counting stock at the "Adult Shop". Georg jumped up, suddenly revived ,and rushed to the "Adult shop", falling to get there and help Mike.

Boy was he p*ssed off when Mike would not talk to him. Georg wanted to  be sure Paula knew where the fairies had put the magic potion, she had to use to enable for her witchy , tricky, bitchy...

Suddenly the truth revealed that nobody was really interested in what all was confusion and ignorance amongst the crew. As a result of incapability you you resort to after being put in your place. "Not enough!" he wanted more ice-cream with chocolate topping to gobble down. After the devouring had tagen mountz they were about to continue when they all went mad about being in the lush by noon.

Later a Nun told her version of the Holy Water , which was different to what the beggars would believe , the water smelt like champagne which was odd – we all knew that it was not . Truely a situation that needed the concentration of a priest or a choir girl. This was near impossible , because the only weapons they carried were red bananas. This was a strange way of defending their reputation.

After work was completed they headed to the casachstan to party with goats, herdsmen and milkmaids. Usually they drank sour milk that tasted like old socks soaked in a bucket of compost, ........however realizing .... eeeeagh.... this all tastes pretty yummy!!

Strange people here !!!!!

The next day they tried to play a traditional music instrument that the milkmaids had been carrying with them. No-body could hear the instrument because it was so tiny, no-one could see that it didn't have  anything at all. The milkmaid skipped over the non-existant fields where she disapeared in a puff of smoke and there stood Chocolate-Bar the monkey from way back to when the story first started .

He was p*ssed from all the tequilla he consumed confused and disorientated trying to remember three little words , but no chance. He tried all all the tricks he'd ever learned at the pub but that did not help.

So he just posted a letter to the KWV cellars to complain about the naked ladies  that were swimming in the brooke and trying to entice the men to come  .


The wine was dark, heavy and getting them all  to losen their shoes.  They then started dancing to the sounds of music that was heard in the distance. It was played by casachstan a relative of Megastan and Ratatuille.

Who were known as the "Pasta Chefs " from a nearby farm. These stories about the Chefs, goats, nuns, were quite unbelievable as if nobody would ever investigate a case like meanwhile....back at ranch, Hoss decided to break in before telling everbody that there was a barn full mad cows running the "Barnyard" Pub.

What a surprise!


Everybody gathered there to get doped   and enjoy the lack of electricity  and once more believe in things that won't happen. Now, so what! does anyone care ? Now  start this party,and lets boogie, said the firefly to the Fairies. They all joined in without noticing the bar was about to collapse.

Miss Piggy started to scream as she fell off chair and knocked Chocolate-log into the floor. Meanwhile in the panic all began to fall into place. Which place would be best to fall into? No-one could see the truth anymore or so it seemed. The whole lot of them then retired for the night.

The next morning coffee was cooked in the can and porridge was burnt and then all hell broke in on them: The milkmaids, nuns monks, goats, chocolate log and Brad couldn't resist talking only three words.

That can't be!

Out of the dark came a another three words That could only mean one thing, bobbys back online digging for words, a miracle, he is practising after a heavy night dizzy confused and full of ardour. Time to drink
and begin a weekend of debauchery with Bruce and et al. 

On the snow covered sand dune, thanks to higher powers, and global climate changes.


Last Entry 4.2

[georgswa (Georg Ruf) (RIP)]

Chapter 3 with the kinky stuff, Question see who startet with that LOL Remark by Georg

So the time has come for permamenet pics? statistical data inputs copyrights to be added to the patented story board for future generations and to see pink fluffy handcuffs hanging from her wrought iron bedpost , a wipp in the closet and two glasses of "Red Bull" and Vodka to keep going for 48 hours - three days and  then collapse fatigued. Mouth to mouth was needed to maintain a condition relevant to the  pink clothed palistine that wondered about kinky games played on a chess-board.

They made padkos over the   before they ventured deeper into the desert on a tricycle with two local maidens who had forgotten to brush their hair. Their green hair was meant to grow longer than beehived and teased but now...shaved and wearing wigs to cover up the truth that he had hidden for years. Except his longing for smaller ears.The big nose was never a problem, until he met the lovely Agatha, full of mystery and imaginations of a flat nosed and tiny eared Irish lephrachan.....from please stop this . . .    never said the monks father after deliberating with his grandfathers youngest daughter his Aunt by who was known by the name of chocolate – log .

Now it became apparent to everyone how hard it was to be or a wasp. Wasps were known to confuse Bobby especially since he only knew bees. A very sad  reminder that when he got stinged his bum swelled as far out as a red big baloon filled with hellium. Soon he lifted from the hills of Beverly, traveling to upper Bel Air as high up as an Airship and landed on top of the a huge cactus the size of Micheal. Only when he felt the thud of Bobby's bum did he  notice what was going on.

Michelle surprised cactus Mike  by taking a fancy  dress she wore and her best friend to the Diamond Queen Ball where they met Koos talking to the ex oranjemunders who had gathered  to chat about "Why O'munders were only happy about living in the Past." Transcendenz is a very serious  way of experiencing life. Boldly go forth and multiply like Boy-Georg did while looking for a reason to find out how this was happening all over again.

Please finish this he screamed, while everybody cheered him on.This only has one conclusion : He is the most virile German, with the biggest dancing pole available beating the Canadian. Now that's something as this is an unexpected fact.

The story goes on without ever muddling the plot which was to establish where the begining was.This was way back in the days of Harley Davidson enthusiasts who were always ready to take on a wild game of chess in the  nude. While smoking their breakfast kippers  before they departed down the road which lead nowhere. To do nothing and see nobody at any time.

Immunization wasn't required because they were doped so thoroughly that no amount of poisonous jealousy could penetrate them. At the end they were pleased they had come back to Oranjemund where it all started, and they were determined not to give up on the reunion so they all had plenty to prepare  before Departure.  Who would  ever believe they  were finally about to find a "bike run" to this oasis town without hope for a future life despite planning, there  where many who we so undecided about the orange coloured river passing right through the middle of Mike's  scenary. Great colour he thought the  -meat has. Dressed in his pink tights and "Cheetah-Spotted" T.shirt he started to sing and dance while Michelle played with her big porta pool pump. Why she did only Michael knew. But maybe gout somehow had a role to play as pumps can not be eaten before breakfast. The best time being just after the ceremony for winners of the Gala.

This would be a new opportunity for denture wearers to catch up
on their pumping a red baloon to view the antics of those gathering around town. After full moon all went wild, when the dentures started clapping and chatting and then they had to behave well, because they had to make a big entrance to the reunion in CT. Not knowing that Barb was on the way, they started singing the Ba-Ba-Barbara-Anne song thinking this is the only way to get her to use Smilies which Robert hated.

Now during every moderating session a he gave up and decided if seas could part he would walk to New York to shop, shop with Cherry and visit The Rock Take a picture of himself looking at ground zero dressed as an oversized replica of a horrible triphid. This pleased the  exorcism priest greatly who had been waiting for his pole dancing witch to fall before his feet in a mess of Holy water. Then the witches skin would illuminate and would illuminate and one with the jolly green giant climbing into the Bat Mobile that had three wheels and morphed into an animal like creature. Only the handlebars were made of marshmallows and melting smarties that caused problems for his curling fingernails stop this crap screamed a Canadian.

Why does he have a problem we all asked why, why, why? but no answer has the cat got your tongue screamed the nun while catching up to the naked monk that she had called darling night after night ever hopefull that he might just take her to the end of the rainbow where the pot'o gold would be waiting.

Sadly, naked monks hugged each other all the time while being very protective towards their yorkshire pudding tins that had been secretly hidden in a hollow tree, they need these for survival purposes expecially sunday dinner for on Monday its pay-day   and all money would be squandered on the bills. Bollocks to the bills, we'll buy round of Jägermeister and Irish Stout. Whatabout a PARTY at midnight in our cyber land. Who'll provide the music and the food and drinks, the gremlins? So we had better be nice to them or else the drag queen pretend to be in charge. Then wearing false eyelashes and red stilettos , with red lipstick he sulked and cried his heart out, when one of his best wigs flew off his clean shaven head and landed in the middle the Scotch Broth and that's when he fell off his stelletto's and broke his ankle. This led to missing the fun  that was about to explode on the planet mars and move over to the dark side of the wild clubbing scene on the moon.

Time had come to let our heros to be





1.march

[georgswa (Georg Ruf) (RIP)]

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