Add-on story: 3 words and no double posting.

[Wanderer]

his regurgitating gullet

[rockessence]

I was so sick to death of all the sex and drugs I had to join a convent.  The sister's of Pagan's coven screamed and hollered for her to "Come here, you crazy over-sexed, nymphomaniac drug-user!  You don't belong with decent people!"

"Don't be cruel to my slave." Said the girl scout in the black leather mini skirt.  "She's had tough times lately screwing ten guys on her break.  She left them all quite happy.  However she wasn't satisfied yet and called for eighteen year old virgins to sacrifice to Uncle Angus who used them shamefully and left.

The convent was always open to having an ****.  Nevertheless, there was the Lord's Spirit which always seemed just beyond reach.  Around a corner, priests played with their whimwhams and Dan Brown books.  It was obvious they were depraved.  No one suspected they were heretics, and had no morality or ethics. Suddenly the new nymphomaniacs would arrive and cause a rukus in the confessionals and offices.  Horrible smells arose, fire and brimstone spewed from the belltower, and then ,pits of hell gaped open below and primal screams shook the Tevatron and the whole foundation started to wobble as if an earthquake hit.  Could this be Merlin's worst nightmare?

Not even close!!

Some lucky ones managed to survive but were forever scarred by the incessantly nattering nabobs and past indiscretions.  They longed for a true soulmate.  Unfortunately, all they were left with were bruises and permanently frustrated libidos.  All seemed lost until Pagan came all over them, ready for action!  She founded the Order of Hussies and her reputation, though hideously soiled,  did not discourage the use of nappy-headed ho's and Imus' racial bigotry! 

It was obvious there was more to this than malicious, hurtful words.  How the hell could it be that these idiots could ever really learn how to tie shoelaces nevermind lead a cult.  I groaned inwardly hoping to regain some semblance of Truth; Beauty & Goodness I was lost as to how I would regain a firm hold on this nasty awfully cruel world!  The Holy Spirit seemed to have taken vengeance upon everything I valued. So I cursed as a retribution for all the world to see.  Then, lightning bolts exploded from my my magnetized bodyhair which glowed ultramarine after eHarmony.com's gonorrhoea. Damn those Venusians I mumbled.  Suddenly a bomb exploded.  Premature detonation inevitably bloodied the walls.  Bin Ladin entered smiling, laughing maniacally.  "Where's George Bush??"  he asked.  "He's my friend.  We must blow up more buildings together!!"  He twirled around, "I'm a Sufi brainwashed; terrorist fanatic with halitosis and a wandering eye!  George Bush loves the way I speak my mind, getting people killed, my seductive smile, my perky nipples showing through my lover's sparkling teeth....!"

Bush kissed Cheney on the ankle and the mouth.  Cheney reloaded and poked the barrel, kissing Bush again making all nauseous who watched them.  Bush groped Cheney tickling him between two undisclosed locations.     

Bush then said.  "I'm the Decider!!!"

"Gosh darn it.!"

Then came the moment of truth, a moment that exposed his wimpiness.  Barbecued cornchips are contaminated with LSD from ergot so he regurgitated them!  But it was too late to avoid the toxic egestion and the drug did wonders, doing him in!  Sadly, he didn’t learn a thing from the fatal beating he received, his soul failed and once again, reincarnation, the only way to live. Then suddenly from his strange mind, came perverted impulses concerning babyback ribs with mango salsa. The saliva gushed and soon everyone felt queasy as a greasy squid pudding slid down his regurgitating gullet, then spewed sickeningly

[Firefly]

down his chin.

[rockessence]

Suddenly the stench

[HereForNow]

arose from between
 

[rockessence]

his scrawny wobbley

[HereForNow]

 

[Rachel Dearth]

painful, ugly knees! 

[HereForNow]

Soiled under garment

[Rachel Dearth]

of Rummy's corpse! 

[Warlock]

Let's continue this, or start a new story.

[Warlock]

Storm clouds gathered

[Jennifer O'Dell]

above, vultures circled.

[Volitzer]

The stench rose...

[Pagan]

from the dead ****.

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