The "Make No Sense" Game

[Za 164]

So wait, you ride the bus, or you like pizza?

[topcliff 1]

Oh, how magnificent Microwave War I was. As General Nigel Squeaker of the British Regiment, hailing ffrom Sub-Level 2 of Canary Wharf, raised the hopes of his gerbil batallion to new heights on the day of the Great Seige. While the Canadian Axis was plotting as to where to hide the microwave in question, the Italian forces moved out and surrounded the building. Sargeant Major Leonardo brought out the prosciutto cannons and heavy fire fell down upon the small Toronto apartment. After numerous hours of profuse bombardment, the enemy gave up. General Squeaker himself took the microwave out of the kitchenette and brought it down to the President. After such, his gerbil regiment was given their Earl Grey. The Italian forces went back to lunch. As for the President, the microwave was thereafter stolen by an awkward teen in Kansas City by the name of Hoboken Klickleklaxer. Up next in our ten part documentary, the valiant fight for the mahogany door of the Canadian Axis of which they so coveted. After that, your local news and many stupid commercials.

[Za 164]

But, wait. Could jinglebells sit under the Reichstag after no rats jumped off the Chrysler Building?

[BurroDiablo 222]

I know not of the magnificence that lay in the outer inner solar space regions of Frances party sock grenades... alas, the sock grenade people of the small Afghan tribe shalt be smited before the summonded Flafdonngolabular million toed Demon of Bognor Regis as be bicycle around the Cotswolds in a Taxi made from sugar, ah yes, these will be the days we all shout 'Hail the King! For he has lit his fart with the almighty Mig Welder!'

[topcliff 1]

The Annual Report of Microwave War II. It is ravaging our supermarkets and cafes. The troops supplies are running low, especially on chapstick and Earl Grey. The valiant British Regiment returned with pride, scurrying along the ground with their grenades and shotguns. As reinforcements, the Italian Regiment was ordered off lunch break and decided to load the artillery cannons with their sticks of prosciutto and salami. After the Air Squadron fought hard in the skies, they managed to drop the A-Bomb, the H-Bomb, and as a last resort, the F-Bomb over Dallas and a small curry wholesale market in India. Meanwhile, the Japanese were attacking the floating arms stockpile and Allies HQ of California. As a last resort, our entire nuclear cache was picked up by carrier pigeons and dropped on top of all enemy bases. One pigeon, however, turned out to be a deformed man from Chattanooga in a chicken suit. That last bomb got dropped on a tiny bike shop in Southern Jakarta. The Axis in Dallas managed to launch the whole capital into space with their microwave, which Sargeant Major Charles Tizzlewinkle stole while making a StarBucks run. To make sure the events of this never happened again, the President of the Allies used a special bomb to destroy existence itself. He died, but with the enemy's microwave in hand. In other news, emus from Uranus are taking over Melbourne . . .

[Skram 4]

cows like pie because cows like h2o which doen't like cows but then it when into the whashroom and died

[topcliff 1]

Back in Britchfordhamshirefordingtonwellham Quay, Bruce Springsteen was borrowing the street vendor's soccer ball to finally prove to Robert Plant that he could beat anyone at soccer holding his magic pineapple. During the match, when Bruce was winning 21-Eggplant, a pigeon learned the secret to the universe but then got ran over by a drunk man on a saddled puma. The local newspaper was getting photographs of the match medium rare with a side of chocolate laxatives for dessert. Now that the match was in Robert's favor, Eleventy-two to dandruff, he walked off the pitch and was hit by Barry Bonds in a Prada*****tail dress. The incident scarred five innocent children and a crack addict hiding out in Parking Level Three at Canary Wharf. His rodent wife Winona was eating Godiva chocolate on top of the Spinnaker when it got up and went to its dinner date with the cat and the fiddle at Dos Caminos at Third and Fiftieth in New York. The Pickled Clamshell.

[2nerdy4u 1]

The green monkey on Mars decided that he was hungry so giant toasters of doom crashed into the sun and your hair started to dance.

[Za 164]

As though green hotels golfed off the construction site, living became much greasier. However, housing costs continued to hop underpants while driving after having apple pie.

[2nerdy4u 1]

And so, giant microwaves of lollipops began snapping your birth certificates. Then began a colorful period of BigMacs.

[topcliff 1]

Now, on KPOO News, here's Jimothy Watsonburgerstein. Thanks Steve. Anyways, in major headlines, zebras at the New York City Zoo have started a private poker tournament open to anyone who drives a Mercedes C-Class KOMPRESSOR. Also in Manhattan, King Kong returned to Wall Street to invest his earnings from his numerous films into a chain of Japanese style pizzerias. In weather tonight, it appears the sky is falling with an 80% chance of utter demise. Back to you, random person in Tuscaloosa.

[Streetwise 3]

The way they are is not the way they aren't because they aren't what they are.

[Za 164]

As then Uncle Sam jumped after swimming. Though one could also cave under the hairy troglodyte. I drove to the meat packing dog and jumped after the green fire hydrant, what? I never didn't kill you after speaking.

[Tojglee (HUN) 2]

The interbananial situation became greasy because surprisingly some underground growing purple monkeys attacked the flat and rolling but very architectural land of mutant bananas from hell by the way, and became some angry hairdresser! That means the sky falls accordingly to internbananial rules into a big puddle and makes some sprouts out of lazy buildings! That means the world ends in a smooth cul-de-sac! AAARGH!!!

Run into the closest closed but opened because exploded but functionig supermarket full of buzzing cereals to save your life into the plugins folder!!!!

[Streetwise 3]

If to know the facts of not hedging Uncle Tack's query machine for the Rush Hour, green or two o'clock?

[Lyhoko Leaci 770]

Did you remember to de-replicate the replicatorless replicators?

[Duke87 1,070]

Questo frase solo ha senso se parli italiano, altrimenti suonerà come borbottio completo.

Translation: this sentence only makes sense if you speak Italian, otherwise it will sound like complete gibberish.

[Za 164]

Wow! How can ears dead after I went down to the market? But when have you train jumped off? I really brussels' sprouted after the end of the Andromeda galaxy.

[bbfan02 23]

Did you do your dumb homework? You can't make pizzas with that tone.

[Duke87 1,070]

É come il pioggio sul tuo giorno di matrimonio.

Translation: It's like rain on your wedding day.

[bbfan02 23]

Hey look at that alive pencil. It just threw up all over me!

[SomeRandomAmerican 5]

You know, ever since I went to Reno, I think I like sausage...

[bbfan02 23]

I live in a elephant. Why do I eat tacos with spoons?

[Smarty218 2]

My mother was a cow, and my father a goat, I guess that makes me a coat.

[SomeRandomAmerican 5]

You know, lasagna is the greatest inventor of all time...

[bbfan02 23]

I think think is time and cows are not nice. Hmmm.....hot dogs.

[pickled_pig 7]

If a tree falls in the dessert (more specifically, the chocolate mousse...) the sound which it will emit via microwaves and infrared waves will look to us like what Qatar might sound like to a microbial subatomic being from the galaxies within the electrons in a molecule of Carbon-60.

[SomeRandomAmerican 5]

You know, they shouldn't make DVDs with tomato sause and cheese on top...

[bbfan02 23]

I have a hot dog in my fist and it is not sunny but it is dark. Let's see the party!

[Smarty218 2]

Em um movimento stunning do gênio tático, o general Gaius Suetonius Paulinus, regulador de territórios britânicos, annihilated um exército do 100.000 barbarians estimados com uma força de meramente 10.000 de nossos legionaries bravos.