Write the story three words at a time

that following him

was his nemesis

with a tiara

that just wouldn't

Three Word Story Compiled~~

I was sitting on the patio sucking a lemon and watching the frogs knit their tongues around bugs, when suddenly a man walked by and kissed me.  Was in shock!! It was Santa! My OWN Dad! I said, "what is that daffodil hanging on your big red sack?" "Ho Ho Ho", he said, "You might need glasses. That's no daffodil, it's an elf wearing a yellow ribbon and it says "cancer sucks".  "It's not pink"! I exclaimed with a bitchslappin voice regretting it immediately. Santa sighed and made a silly joke and turned into a frog.

Mrs. Clause helped Mr. Caluse to remove his boots only to discover his socks were dirty and smelly because frog feet hate cancer too. But frogs love bugs better than us all here. If it was BC sisters love I would hug a rich prince, if he is really a prince pure of heart and real pisser. But not too angry or hurtful, but a drinker. My prince would be a dog. So I decided to stay single, always easier really.

It was raining cats and dogs, got all wet. By the time the day of celebration came we barely had enough dog shampoo to bathe the cat. We used cologne that smelled like meatballs and cheese spinach lassagna.  All the other children were hungry and that's not how it should be when there's plenty of desire in the hearts of highway drivers. After the children played with their litter of puppies they got fleas. To get rid of the children, the fleas feasted on their blood.  It was yucky. Thankfully, when they all drank cocoa the prince appeared. He was handsome except for the giant wart on his big toe which hardly showed. He was just such a kind of a legend and realized this...he was gay. This meant he was very happy and always helped want to be in boxer shorts.

The next day his shorts disappeared. I wonder why he didn't notice he was naked. Not a pretty sight except for glasses and his ding-dong still swinging along singing a song called "ding-a-dong-ding". Then he peed into the jack-o-lantern as he farted then he departed. How it smarted singing the song, a beautiful song, but he tripped over my boobs-in-a-box, out the window singing and farting laughing all the way.

A sudden lapse it seems likely he wasn't aware that following him very very closely was his nemesis dressed in green with a tiara and a wand. Next door, a loudly barking dog that just wouldn't say goodbye instead and left abuptly.

(ok...I'll put the story together. Give me a few minute though...hehe)

K guys---typed it out. Doesn't make sense in some places, but it IS funny

so hard that

and we snorted

with some help

(I am speechless............holy cow Coonie.........GREAT JOB Sistah) 

tears ran down

top which didn't

.  I dried it

counted to three,