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An intergalactic cheese ball the size of Jupiter is what described this particular cheese ball, which was sitting rotting within Jack’s refrigerator, molding away into nothing. Why it was a intergalactic cheese ball is still unknown, but what is known about it, is that at its current state it could, and most likely will give a disease so bad that it would want you to think that you were almost dead. Like the intergalactic cheese ball found in Jack’s refrigerator behind a equally moldy gallon of milk, which just happened to sit next to a even more disgusting looking cottage cheese, of course you couldn’t really call cottage cheese moldy, since cottage cheese is of course made from mold. So what we boil down to is that the food in Jack’s refrigerator is really nothing but moldy food and drinks, which of course not all of it is moldy, and that’s were the obviously bad, yet not moldy, moldy cottage cheese falls into, if we were to categorize the food. If we were to categorize the food in Jack’s refrigerator we would find a couple of different classifications of food, you have the moldy food, the moldy drinks, or drinks that just went bad, and then just went further to produce a strange mold, and the cottage cheese. But, the question really is why is Jack’s refrigerator full of moldy disgusting, heart wrenchingly bad food? The answer is quite simple; Jack is no longer there to take care of the food within his refrigerator. Of course that is most likely obvious, because why else would Jack have unusually grotesque food within his refrigerator, unless Jack had a problem. Which, of course he does not. Well he doesn’t have a problem any of us normal people wouldn’t have. He just has a problem most of wouldn’t have, see, unlike normal earthlings, who live on the earth, thus they are called earthlings, he no longer lives on the planet earth. Actually he doesn’t even live in the galaxy, but that’s beside the current point. Because he lives outside of the galaxy he no longer needs to take care of his moldy refrigerator. Yet, for some reason Jack always thinks that he should have at least cleared the poor food out before he left. He would have done it if he knew about what was going to happen that night, which of course he did, just never got around to cleaning out the refrigerator, or the bathroom, which he isn’t sure if he flushed after he used it, if he didn’t, lets just say he doesn’t want me to talk about it. See I know Jack personally, were friends back in, well last night. See it was a long and boring night at the old bar on Zanix. Zanix is a large planet about a light year away from Turnix, which is about 1123455 light years from Jack’s moldy refrigerator. Which is where this story begins.
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enjoy. I like posting random stories.
 Cracovin · Tue Mar 29, 2005 @ 03:55am · 0 Comments |
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