Putting the 3-word story all together.

I contemplated doing something similar once.

It seems like a fun way to kill time.  I know there are multiple parts that get rather juicy.  

Fiddy,

When you get done, you should PM a copy to Slym at CGC. I think he'd get a kick out of it.

Here are pages 1-15.  These are just copy and pastes of the posts.  Some of the lines are hilarious and impressive when you consider multiple people were involved with just writing one sentence.


Myrtle sat down, looked gloomily towards her husband, knowing
that it's time for him to change into a proper business suit with shirt and red paisley tie
 . He stood up and glanced back at Myrtle.



She asks him, "Aren't you ready yet?"



"No dear, I'm afraid I'm not. How is my tie looking, dear?"



"It's perfect. You're looking fabulous. Now Myrtle stated encouragingly.



Bert (Myrtle's husband) took a deep whiff of the Frankincense burning in cat liter box.

"I'm going." Bert opened the door and stepped into the crisp morning.



The air smelled of pine and mime sweat. Horrified and now trembling, Bert called Ernie on his emergency shoe phone. Suddenly, he heard stirrings on the line "Ernie, are you where you can talk for a second? I'm about to lose my . You won't believe what happened! There's a mime that looks like my dead uncle and he's laying on a child mattress, in a crack den."



Outside, next to the fighting pen was a coyote with a van full of illegals. The coyote started pulling several dripping pieces of cloth through the window of the van.



Amazingly, nobody once considered it to be anything more than sheer exhaustion Since the sweat dripping from their dusty foreheads began soaking the dry cleaners ticket behind the cigarettes in the baby's crib.



Myrtle called out to the darkness he worships faithfully [comma]"My exalted master may I call upon your grace to rid me of all those bloody, filthy snot spawned future Democrats and wannabe Republicans." to usher in pill-popping madness of doom. The world needs to pull its collective head out of the oven. Too bad they can't also do that with all of those babies. That thing over there in the crib has eight legs and no head to speak of.



"Get my shotgun!" Bert shouted to Ernie over the bubble bath suds. [period]



"Where's the soap?" cried a distraught small orphan with multiple personalities. "We [note the quotation mark] are Legion. Surrender your Dial now or be forced to endure nine sharp lashes from all seventeen of the Demon's tails.



Personally, I find small garden gnomes more suitable for the lashings. Can I get a coffee for my troubles? Easy on the cream and vinegar, but extra vanilla and oatmeal stirred with your succulent and plump Sausage on a Stick.



Penile implants will not be discussed, so please Carry on with what's REALLY concerning the people of Barlow, Alaska may be of no use to Madonna or her entourage. They pound her like a schnitzel.



Anyway, false teeth In a cup can turn against traffic unexpectedly. It can only mean the end is only the beginning [period]



Confused? Then you are not alone [period]



I just discovered hidden in a deep, dark crevasse a small blue diamond almond. It looked very expensive and glowed like Rosie o'Donnell after angry lesbian sex. Smelled like a queef from hell. But it tasted like sweet fish served in the cleavage of a atomicly mutated haddock from lake Chernobyl.



Didn't expect that, fish smelling cleavage often has a slightly chewy texture and sticks in the back of your throat. Fingerprints aren't meant for leaving evidence behind, Wearing gloves will make you look like some sort of raving lunatic. A purple coat often inserts itself into the very tender wardrobe of our own CAL. When the photos come back from the blackmailers, it's Got some revealing photos of Ernie with a beaver.



In addition, there was Bert's large self portrait of his hairy yellow hands and chest and orange nose.



Meanwhile in Batavia, Oscar the Grouch climbed out of platinum trash can, and into Cher.



Gypsies, tramps and neurosurgeons have all had a go , spreading humanity's most awful diseases because they're salacious whores.

That would be a real chore to do. 

Page 16-46


Canada awaits her arrival with enthusiasm,but still she doesn't know if the shoes will kick her out for her offensive persistence to involve members of the British Parliament. Now, she has to buy little packets of sanitary pads and soak them his green tea for her arthritis.

It won't eliminate her toe fungus entirely however it will sterilize her bacteria infested belly fur. Each crusty nugget was named after historic cowards that were Illuminati.

in their dreams, they see visions of small green leprechauns dancing in evening gowns encrusted with Beyonce's quivering legs. Sweat glistening slumlords would bicker about who the hell made the evening gowns. Much ado about nothing, they went about their day without noticing that a Big Bird impersonator ran for Governor in the state Florida, while California gets Fozzy Bear.[period]

Muppets make poor substitutes for real politicians but will anyone even notice? Referencing dog , Madonna's cookbook lists scat of Sharpei mixed together in a large cauldron with dill weed. [period]

This soup is a delicacy in certain Middle Eastern hole inna wall bazaars. Certain factions competed at marbles of civet poop while onlookers laughed their asses off. The asses fell with an amusing splat. Then they began to form an intelligence, one of limitless bounds . "Bananas!" they cried, waving their hammers and blowing kisses to The Queen "We beg you..." as they squashed grubs into the neighbors cat box.

Meanwhile, on Sesame Island, deep within Chum Caverns, the pygmy Muppet babies began to boogie in time to "Boogie with Stu". Just then, a ukulele toting mechanic with a lisp moon-walked clumsily across the stage, only to fall head over heels for a tuba playing enchantress. She magically blew all notes at once! Ultimately though, it only resulted in a major letdown when her very essence exploded in her masterful tuba in song.

However, the brown note stuck in her head, causing endless feedback loops. Suddenly, she came to understand that the image she projects makes her look repulsive, yet adorable on many levels.

Meanwhile, back in Walla Walla, Washington, a zombie apocalypse never took place. Pam found Bobby in her underwear drawer, going through her batteries. Ten pin bowlers from outer space transfered to Duluth and took up stenography and scrimshaw. An age old custom first started by Helen Keller before the beginning of Lassie's 1st season.

The spanking of of one's monkey should be left for alone time.

Ninjas are terrible pet monkey sitters. Monks, however, have mad assassin skills yet leave people in favor of hamsters. They've always enjoyed shoving them up their swollen gums, assuming they've been lubricated first. If not, they can cause massive unexpected hemorrhoidal eruptions as it enters the negative zone.

So rejoice, mysterious , smelly effluvia! Rejoice within our new time share in beautiful Batavia! Come and see our wøndërful telephøne system in action! Thrilling fjords filled with lightly killed frogs lovingly frosted with maleic acid, then sealed in a new PGX case.

Come on in. "Who said that?" my barber asked, whilst trimming the locks from under my ample scrotum covered knee caps. "Down here", cried Andre the Giant, before running off a shear cliff doing a "Super-fly" on Marie Osmond while Jimmy Carter provided the commentary. Belts are tightening! Cookies are baking! And bells are dangling dangerously close to the edge of Marie Osmond's renaissance courtyard. Stylish and bold, yet completely inappropriate for what's going to happen later today.

The peanut farm held an auction for struggling CEO's at Jimmy Carter's peanut farm in very own home. Nobody brought any beer which was proclaimed unconstitutional considering the current state of Congress. It's a damned shame they can't just impeach Donald Trump.

One-termers aside, it's the avalanche of rage syndrome that keeps fueling bigger boobs and butts in Miami.

Skulking in the clearance aisle for candy, Eminem wiped off the spillage from his acne.

"Hey you", said Ernie to Bert. "I'm going to...ask that we...take this outside...because the carpeting is getting sticky...again. I wish we had used...like a rubber ducky with a large proboscis and a very tiny cloaca. Dense foliage makes cloaca usage highly problematic and simply burning everything results only in global matchstick shortages. On the other matter, we flatly deny all complaints. We place ourselves above and beyond you all, stubbornly the masses will seethe with hate, for the approaching apocalypse will be on Netflix only, or on Kodi.

Either way, it's gonna cost about tree fiddy per Loch Ness monster. And since there's Ogopogo to frighten during swing-shift, we need more crack to keep the Skunk Ape from crapping in a sales thread. Unless it belongs to a big bag named 1950's War Comics. We kid, naturally (except for me) but sanitation concerns are paramount. We can scrape so a child may go forth to enjoy the board game convention. Underestimated live again. Telemetry monitoring, an early sign of intellectual application, is actually only one part of the thought process needed to right the ship in time for decommissioning.

Somniphobia doesn't allow a good enough reason for skiving off work, but I'm home doing nothing productive. Reality sets in for Mr Perez, " on slabbing", Starlin told him. George thought of an old girlfriend and felt melancholy. "I miss pink," he moaned. "It's all I ever want in life." He looked down at his gigantic wart on his right knee with pus oozing out, noisily. "No respect!" he ejaculated, sending waves of guilt across his fans.

Men and women bowed, as did fans of Sesame seed buns, soaked in marmalade and bath water. Soap is necessary for the flavor, but produces bubbles which produces a high acidity content.

Ernie has delicate skin that crisps up like chicharrons when baked and broiled. Miss Piggy's skin requires daily attention , and creme d'amphibian rubbed out daily. This allows frying frying frog legs lightly in a Samoan brain pan, with ample room for high diving into the beer.

Meanwhile, two dimensions collided, causing much inconvenient satellite disruption and total darkness. Night vision goggles allowed Ernie to contemplate his reoccurring nocturnal encounters with Bam Bam Bigalow AKA Bert.

Meanwhile, air freshener sprays can't hide the stench of gasoline Frank Oz poured on Bruiser Brody. On the other hand, Brody drinks unicorn urine from a leprechaun's hat. This also stinks. You think?! Helplessly, my dentist danced her face off and right onto my lap. Surprised, I shouted, "Pressing!!"" knowing that it encouraged her to crack her slabs.

Ignoring the moisture, she began drilling without power. That didn't go down into my journal due to poor drainage pipes. However, the extra plastic shards embedded in the blue appendage dangling from Kim's incredibly enormous and lumpy left boob reflected like diamonds in the moonlight.

Bert and Ernie puzzled over the size of the diamonds, thinking they were smaller than scented bath beads used by old Sea Captains. Rubber duckies and plastic slabs are not ideal for romantic trips to Leningrad, in the Spring.

Deep in the Heart of Oklahoma, there's a man who dresses like a two-bit ho', but still can rock a show. He changed his ways when Cybill came home. "Hey Cybill, what do you think I would give for a little attention? I post pics of my devastating martial artistry and my large collection of used Kleenex and bathroom tissue, but nobody takes the bait.

Whores need love like anyone else, and snipers pull their "triggers" hoping for pancakes," I have syrup. Bacon is delicious and good for your inner workings. Bacon has multiple uses. For instance, frying.

Bert thought of slick bacon grease to lube up his yeasty codpiece. The heat caused minor burns on his right testicle, but the left was plump and succulent. Ernie enjoyed Mozart while Bert tended to Ernie's stubbed big toe.

An evil grin spread slowly across Kermit's face from ear to ear, revealing disgusting yellow sores festering with boils smelling like turtle wax and regret.

Suddenly, Ernie vomited violently, virtually voluptuous vipers vaulted various vast voids vacating vivacious vampires. "Enough V words!" voiced Vampy.

Meanwhile Bert and Ernie gained super powers. This was considered "jumping the shark" as Super Grover had that covered.

Meanwhile, on Attu home of Tutu, Bertook and Ernook did the Hoodoo. This left them a little giddy