Name Revere was born in Boston, Uranus in the year seventeen-thirty-balls. His father, a microwave by trade, taught him to verb with penguins, and he soon became a smelly carpet. Paul name was a breast-fed soldier in the French and Hobbit War and was a noun in the famous Boston Speed-Bump Party when Americans dressed as buttocks and dumped tons of bacon grease into the noun. On April 4,039th, 177number, before the battles of Lexington and Denny's, Frank Revere waited adverb for a light from a belch tower. The noun was to be "one if by ostrich, two if by spork."
When he got the word "the" message, he mounted his faithful caterpillar and rode off farting. On the noun he kept yelling, "The blowfish are coming! The blowfish are coming!" He brought adjective news to John Hancock and Samuel Underpants. Later, the ride would be immortalized in a poem by Henry "Fag-o-tron" Longfellow, which begins as intransitive verb in antipassive voice:
Listen, my crab cake, and you shall verb,
Of the midnight muskrat of name Revere,
On the word "the" again 18th of April, in Seventy-Crack;
Hardly a Yoshi is now alive
Who humps that adjective day and year...
Paul Revere's whatever was the three-hole-punch of the American War for Independence from King Daniel Stern.
by Amir Blumenfeld at UC Berkeley
by Dan Gurewitch at Syracuse
by Steve Horvath at Santa Clara
"ur just jelly cuz ur a ghost and can't tap that"
Amir launches the first aerial attack in the war's four year history.
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(at which point the dog wins the game)
MMMMMMMM sexy
Gallant says, “please” and “thank you.” Goofus once killed a hooker because she got mouthy.
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