Once there was [a] very small dog that lived upon an unstable planet alongside a beautiful human girl. The dog, however, did not like the local ferrets who always planned to use their wits to attack the not-so-powerful duo, who lacked wits, but had many allies. [They] saw a bomb, sent by ferrets, who accidentally launched their entire supply of thermonuclear weapons. The duo was laughing like tricksters at the cheese because it was a rather stupid...
However the dogs wanted ice cream and chicken tenders, and sushi to. They suddenly got a fun idea to jump into a pit full of gummy bears and spiders with shoes. It could have been so much disco insanity, but the music simply didn't stop bumpin' like a ghetto.
Sometimes, the sun flared too bright that the moon hit your eye and started to fold in on the entire Universe. What a shitshow! It was awful! That nobody even cared one bit that the stars were falling to King Deedee's command. Such a shame. And Epstein didn't give any cookies to Prince Andrew, and his princess because they were taking money from the President of Shinohara Heavy Industries, who was very into jugs of sweet tea and women's pee. Except not really anything could satisfy the Gods above, but the dog and Mrs. Shinohara still needed to kill the ferrets and set fire to the treacherous clan of crows, and the world turned into a global game of cat and mouse.
Ferrets tricked her into the unthinkable; she would marry a prince whom she'd seen eating a local Denny's. What? But suddenly pineapples in the butt exploded like a bad case of juicy orange bananas!
"I AM JAPANEEEEESE!" Said the Asian grooming gang leader, who wasn't Japanese, but was actually race-fluid and had the urge to avoid dubs, but the dubstep was so powerful tractors started fucking, eating my clothes! Whether 'tis nobler or simply sinful to mix chocolate with your religion that liquor is always better when consumed in quantity.
Comparable to mist, I've been told it remains to that rabbit (ultimate rabbit) to is never capitalized by disloyal subjects, but may be The King Can sprouts lots of poison purple thorns which ferrets dislike because they can. What most people thought was far from the truth that many had believed for the rest of their lives that creatures existed in a parallel Universe that was created for kinky fun orchestrated by deviants to show everyone that others were being kinky with people from the outer mars region, and transvestite venusians.
Why didn't they submit to the power of those who slapped meats? Probably vegan moralism who has never tasted something so thick in flavor. Then they drooled, some even moaned, because it was possibly orgasmic stuff that sent them to the moon and then back with a bang! They brought handcuffs, for kinky stuff, that ended up being really difficult, and probably not 100% vegan friendly, and they're rust from the lack of maintenance.
Then, the ferrets start to run towards the sun, and scream out. They become ashes, are no more, and they are fucked like really bad. They fall down the deep dark Pit of Hell (Greek not Chinese). Oblivion awaited them, then along came a spider who crept along the dead decaying corpse while searching for a lost treasure that was forever buried under the rock that was absolutely positively cursed. But the ferrets stole the cheese blaming the rock Dwayne Johnson because