There was no way to tell who was the winner. They both looked awful. They had to stay and clean up the mess they had made.
Kent stepped through the story portal, eager to begin his adventure. As his foot landed in story land, he felt something
take SHE's place in the story. He wanted to contact HER to come back to this land of anything-is-possible. He just wanted to
I'm not a fool. It's the entire rest of the population that is. I am very wise."
The bar stool man was more than perplexed by Grover's explanation of love and his head hurt a lot.
What bothered him the most, was that he thought he'd heard that particular cat meow, before. Dream? Fantasy? Reality?
Probably just in need of a source of light to enjoy the view of "him" in the mirror.
George used alphabet soup when he tried to spell things out with food.
Sophie ate the marshmellow quickly.
Gumby rode in on Pokey.
Every time someone new entered the story, he had to have another dark fart.
It was soft, sweet and gushy. The convoluted characters continued to evolve. Lilly used to eat bear meat in her spagehetti.
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