Oh god, why?!

[Freeky]

http://www.xangela.net/generators/romance.html

The Day Bill Clinton Licked Meredith in the Torture Chamber
It was a sunny place beyond time's illustriously rabbit-like flow. The climate was slightly overcast in the Mythical Realm of the Breathing Termite. Amidst this repulsive scenery shed a tear the gorgeous Mr. Johnson. Not far away, Madame Bourgeois had the most lubricated hair of all, and all the town bled profusely at her marvelous fortune. Moreover, she was suggestively skilled in torture chamber management. Neither of them ever forgot the day that the gorgeous hip of Fate intervened in such a suicidal fashion.
He laughed, and it was then that she knew he wanted her like some handcuffs dying vociferously. He slapped her gayly, and she responded by dying cruelly. He became discombobulated haphazardly and yearned to attack Olga with an axe and pretend to be Popeye. She vacuumed him ruthlessly. Then he wrang her like a dying poodle. Dying suggestively, he vacuumed her arm while jumping. Gasping enigmatically, he snuggled her spleen while hyperventilating. She pet him gayly. Then he tackled her like a dying praying mantis. Hiccupping gayly, he tore at her nose while hyperventilating. He seized her suggestively, and she responded by crying cruelly. He shed a tear vociferously and yearned to pretend to be Popeye. Not to be outdone, he laughed and seized her haphazardly on her spleen. Quite suddenly, they felt a gnome-like second-wind! Gasping enigmatically, he felt her heart while breathing. He vacuumed her unwittingly, and she responded by throbbing suggestively. He became discombobulated vociferously and yearned to attack Madame Bourgeois with the most nauseating berserked timberwolf carcass in the world. Not to be outdone, he fantasized and seized her softly on her armpit. She smiled at him gayly, and told him that he made love like a termite. Drenched in sweat, he kissed her one last time and bounced.

Suddenly, Igor burst into the room, and, finding his wife amidst a most lubricated, adulterous situation, softly killed them both with an axe. In time, the saber-rattling legend of the two lovers faded sweetly into the farcical ebb-and-flow of the box factory, lost among the coniferous appeal of the local witch doctor.

Because if I had to suffer through that, then so do you all.

[Doktor Howl]

OH GAWD WHAT HAVE I DONE?

[Doktor Howl]

*maniacally laughs himself into a wheezing fit*

[The Wizard]

That's just fucked up. I approve.

[-Kel-]

 
"It was a sunny place beyond time's lubricated flow. In Disneyland, the birds were dancing suggestively. Amidst this lubricated scenery became discombobulated the six-headed Dr. Evil. Elsewhere, the climate was rainy in Disneyland. Olga had the most marvelous pancreas of all, and all the town bounced at her trivial fortune. Moreover, she was cruelly skilled in manufacturing an axe.

It came to pass one day that Igor mumbled, and Senora Zapato was there. He motioned vociferously to her with his gnome-like armpit. Sensing her somniferous love for him, he mounted her vociferously. She tore at him enigmatically. Then he kissed her like a jumping berserked timberwolf. She snuggled him ruthlessly. Then he pet her like a breathing praying mantis. With trivial skill, she snuggled his leg. She groped him gayly. Then he sneezed on her like a hyperventilating praying mantis. She felt him sweetly. Then he strangled her like a dying mouse. With farcical skill, she pet his knee. Drenched in sweat, he felt her one last time and shed a tear.

Suddenly, Mr. Johnson burst into the room, and, finding his wife amidst a most six-headed, adulterous situation, softly killed them both with a lot of cheese. Although the somniferous passage of time never smiled unwittingly upon Meredith, the birds of Cupid, NJ were still breathing enigmatically. "

[Shibboleet The Annihilator]

Somebody needs to post this entire thing as their facebook status.

One sentence a day.

[Salty]

I volunteer. Those fuckers on my friends list have it coming for making me ignore their constant flow of new apps.

[Shibboleet The Annihilator]

Be sure to post screenshots of their reactions.

[Dr. Paes]

The Day Boris Licked Meredith in the Box Factory
It was a rainy place beyond time's suicidal flow. In Amorville, the birds were gasping vociferously. It was well-known here that the unparalleled armpit of Mr. Johnson never flinched. Elsewhere, the climate was sultry in Cupid, NJ. Meredith bled profusely to herself as she sighed vociferously at the thought of Dr. Evil, who liked to swim more than anyone else. Neither of them ever forgot the day that the hedonistic spleen of Fate intervened in such a sexy fashion.

Suddenly, she was on top of him, softly eyeing his breathing hip. Hiccupping unwittingly, he kissed her nose while throbbing. He snuggled her gayly, and she responded by throbbing cruelly. He mumbled suggestively and yearned to attack Madame Bourgeois with some Chinese throwing stars. Not to be outdone, he flinched and sneezed on her suggestively on her heart. Quite suddenly, she felt a trivial second-wind! Jumping vociferously, he strangled her hip while hyperventilating. She pet him gayly. Then he slapped her like a gasping praying mantis. With coniferous skill, she pet his hand. Drenched in sweat, he kissed her one last time and belched. Ruthlessly parting from her, he vowed to never forget her nauseating armpit. Then he left to go see Meredith.

Although the suicidal passage of time never smiled ruthlessly upon Meredith, the birds of Amorville were still hyperventilating haphazardly.

[Requia ☣]

Whatever this thread is about isn't making it into my long term memory.  I think I should be thankful.