Thread: Continue The Story

. "Ah, fck it" he thought and fell face down in the dirt.

There Noodles slowly decomposed into a quagmire of

his own making. The womens tactical alert team soon discovered

that Noodles is wearing red knickers much to their

Chagrin. He lay on the ground at gunpoint.

Gun spewed forth toxic turd onto noodles's decomposed

pet cockroach named mr squigle

. The End.

of his nose is where mr squiggle lived along with

a wart that traveled. They were mates and shared a

gram of cocaine from time to time

. The traveling mate and Mr. Squigle, when high on coke

often settled upon a pepsi bottle if they were

caught short whilst shopping for lingerie.

Slipping into something a little more comfortable, noodles oiled up

his travel mate's firm young limb and smiled, "Now" he

shouted as he bent over the bathtub...during bathtime

oil, coke bottles and cocaine all added to the fun

that Noodles is paying for thru his nose, coz

its so fucking big

, anyway, the bath was full of suds and oil.

Whilst across the road, the Daleks got ready to exterminate

all of his pet cockroaches, especially his favourite named

Elvis, so the Daleks then beamed back to

uranus