Board Thread:Anything Goes/@comment-28228185-20160801171333/@comment-27078585-20161006123740

Then, I put on my Razor headset and went jumped off of a boat in a huge lake of fire to clear my name that is highlighted by hitmen who wanted to 360 noscope me with a sniper that was doing the cha cha with a anthropomorphic carrot that turns into a cheese that smells like feet and kills anyone who hates parakeets with its horrific stench that emits poison from 3,000 miles away from anyone who were doing the dance of the Samoans that wound up saving my life from the Witherstorm and a toothbrush that tryed to kill me with a fart that goes up to 360 degrees celsius in sandstorms, then a hypocrite said that I looked like a someone who threw up in Randomplace, Bananaland, so I got teleported to Bananaland and the master liked me.