Three word story, stories

[Tiki-Torch]

Okay, just so everyone can read them and have a laugh I decided to start this thread of the stories we write in the 'three word story' topic. It's locked so only the stories will be in here. Enjoy.

First Story:

Once there lived a purple bunny whose name was Billy Bob Jo. He liked to surf the waves. He also liked to dance and wrestle with alligators. Then one day he tripped over a yellow rock planted by aliens. He was infected and turned blue. Then he blew his nose on some poison ivy and got sick. He came down with a deadly case of the Purple Bunny Virus which nauseated and bloated him to the point where he started rolling down a hill and came crashing into a gorilla. The gorilla looked hilarious with his pink and green Gucci designer purse and pie filling. He whipped out a water balloon and hurled it directly at The. He was very serious about eating chocolate covered reptiles and smelly hippos. He then looked at a crazy hotdog covered with crayons and sprinkles and lots of cottage cheese and proceeded to smash it on top of a big mountain that looked a lot like a fat, ugly piece of suspicious mystery meat pie that was covered in chocolate gravy and evil clowns. His name was Secret Agent Banana and he liked to spy on little Furby dolls while munching on packets of dried pickles. The end.

[Tiki-Torch]

Second Story:

Today I frollicked through a large strawberry briar patch when suddenly a prickly strawberry popped and turned into cute little Furby. Then the Furby attacked me with a pair of fuzzy salt shakers and tuna shaped, neon candle holders which smelled like dirty old socks. What happened next was that the Furby started to do a funky little chicken dance that broke the Humpty Dumpty twin so we cried. All of Zelda's friends found the pieces and made some scrambled eggs. Yummy scrambled eggs with spicy salsa and rubber cheese. Then a rubber bright yellow duck ran in front of a truck and was sent flying into a pond full of rotten tomato soup, yummy rotten soup, that smelled like lots of old peanut butter sandwiches and mice. Then it started to take the large, toy boat floating on the soup and a hurricane sent it soaring into a creepy haunted house owned by a fluffy Chuck Norris Furby. Suddenly, everyone saw a really big, really really big, hot pink hippo. But the hippo didn't like to eat some pie or any juicy pineapple tacho sauces with cheese. The End. Ha . . . ha.

[Tiki-Torch]

Third Story:

The chicken's world is very large and full of little red things. It is planning to do some world dominating and other such things. It will try to eat the spoon of jello, shaped pieces of stars, and little pieces of small chicken nugget fries while committing cannibalism, which is bad. A good meal is hard too using only Johnny's batch of magical Ribs BBQ sauce and lots of kidney bean soup; yummy bean soup, contained in a bowl lined with green plastic and ninja dodo birds. This bowl could dance like a cow on a poker turn table and still eat sweet and sour jumbo sized pickles. He could swallow an entire house filled with jelly while singing like an Oompa Loompa. It was a delicious piece of cake that caught his stomach's attention as its mate wandered up behind his spiky haired buddy and stole his map to the mother lode of many golden honey mustard okra sausages. He ate enough to blow his head into several interestingly shaped fruits. He left behind his two cronies that tore apart the nearby vegetable shop with yogurt filled Furbies. The Furbies attacked an expensive dish with rupee encrusted Hyrulian imported ivory from Hyrule Castle and then decided to take it to Lake Hylia, where they then threw it in. Zelda then walked crookedly into a penguin and ate its blue fairy named Navi, and then vegetated and became Navi who was eaten by Dark Link. After walking, the Hero of Time fought to the Mermaid's underwater pearl and proceeded to eat some fish and steal it for the large, red abominable snowman. The watchamacallit took Link to his girlfriend's horse and proceeded to inflate a large stick of pocket gum.
"What was that?" asked Link. "It's a geonsynchrinous nebulaquatic synthesizer! Isn't scientific jargon so much fun?" Link proceeded to stare strangely at a booger on his ring finger Then Link found the remainder of the cream cheese in his hat and ate it. Then he boondoggled with a pretzel smothered in putrid duck sauce. He frolicked and capered to the small yellow duck named Thadeus Zaccheus Odysseus the Large. Then the story ended.

[blondie91]

Fourth Story

Fifty years ago, there was a can of fire that liked to sing and dance. One rainy night, the can fell into the lava waltzing to a Scary Movie Convention where he would dump a bowl in a shower. Once the bowl was shiny and very popular with the slimy goo that had a fish in the back of its jeans pocket. "Fishie! The smell was the porridge!" it moved like a plate with jello dancing on the river bed over a jam sandwich. It was cold in the fridge which was filled with spoons and knives and forks. There also were many, many sporks and tiny wooden toy soldiers. One could have done anything to the can of fire but they didn't. That was when a very fast tortoise came along and sprinkled dandruff on his icecream and this caused the big tortoise to spread pestilence throughout his tribe; this made him very unpopular indeed. The next day he was quarantined little-toy-soldier style. He escaped after eighty long hours of baking chicken pot pie. The next day he took a rubber scalpel and carved out his initials into a tasty chicken wing that smelled like a rubber boot. Now it was time to take his little brother to the sewers with ginormous rats of unusual occupations and leave his bowl of rat stew in the bottom of the darkest and smelliest, damp and moldy, dirty clothes hamper. And it was definitely the end.