Yarn 4
The clams were angry... Luckily they were clams, and therefore wussies and not to be worried
about. The rabid alien cyborg zombie robot bears were another story. Stacie humped a stick. In
fact, Stacie had developed sexual relations with mamy sticks, so it was only a matter of time
before she got pregnant with stick childeren Ten years later Stacie was living in a trailer park with
her abusive stick husband and her thirty stick children. One day her husband went too far and
killed her. On the run from the Police, the stick had extensive wood surgery and started a new life
as a toothpick. After a brief career he was cut down in the prime of his life and snapped. Bt the
clams didn't give a shit about the trivial life of Mr Stick. They were way to concerned with their
lack of fresh clam women, and were having to make do with trouts. Damn dirty trouts. In fact,
they were so dirty, they made LDL's mom look clean. And she is DAMNED dirty. So they all wnet
on strike and stopped making pearls for little african kids. Jimmy and Jeremy, two best friends,
went looking for the women. They managed to get a mile away before exploring their sexuality
with each other and having lots of butt sex with interesting farm animals and husky truck drivers.
With all the money they made, they decided to open a chinese restruant, and put peas in the forune
cookies After five years of succesful restauranting they were shut down by the Health and Safety
people for not using Fairy liquid to wash up with. Fairy gets your dishes so clean. It also gets your
wang so supple. The Health and Safety guy was distracted by the sexy Fairy liquid bottle and
started masturbating. While he was distracted they ate some fish. And the clams were pleased
because they ate the trouts and replaced them with sexy female clams. They were so god damn
sexy. So the clams made more pearls and lots of baby clams. Lord knows how clams make love,
perhaps it requires rubber tubing of some inordinate kind. In any case, babies were getting made.
Hideous freak babies with nuclear warheads instead of pearls. These babies grew up drinking
Caffeine-free shit. This mutated them even further. One of them had little claw things that shot out
of his hands, except he didn't have hands.
The moral of the story: UNG! SO TIGHT! OHHHH! Sorry about
that, I was humping the clan. The moral is: Don't swim in the toilet without flushing beforehand..