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> I remember reading my mom's college biology textbook in third grade and was like wow… I go to school and tell other kids that babies come from eggs, and the other kids are thinking like chicken eggs eggs, and shunned me for being a lunatic.

At 8 years old, I would've too
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I remember when I first watched FMA on cartoon network. Riza was just that totally badass but had a nice side (love for puppies) type of person.

![](http://xb9.xanga.com/f118527379240136879526/z12186998.jpg)

Incidentally the badass side outweighs the nice side and she would kick my ass. :O

None the less, she was hot and that's all that mattered… Right?
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umm omfg marsh…I think I have just generated the funniest thing in existance.

> It all started when our cliche, protagonistic figure, Guy, woke up in a foxy forest. It was the seventh time it had happened. Feeling exceedingly angered, Guy stroked a dull pencil, thinking it would make him feel better (but as usual, it did not). Unaware of the bleakness of existence, he realized that his beloved rooster was missing!  Immediately he called his so-called friend, Laura. Guy had known Laura for (plus or minus) 200,000 years, the majority of which were saucy ones.  Laura was unique. She was plucky though sometimes a little… abrasive. Guy called her anyway, for the situation was urgent.
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>   Laura picked up to a very mad Guy. Laura calmly assured him that most disease-carrying chipmunks shudder before mating, yet Indonesian devil cats usually exotically yawn *after* mating. She had no idea what that meant; she was only concerned with distracting Guy.  Why was Laura trying to distract Guy?  Because she had snuck out from Guy's with the rooster only ten days prior.  It was a exotic little rooster... how could she resist?
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>   It didn't take long before Guy got back to the subject at hand: his rooster. Laura cringed. Relunctantly, Laura invited him over, assuring him they'd find the rooster. Guy grabbed his hammock and disembarked immediately. After hanging up the phone, Laura realized that she was in trouble. She had to find a place to hide the rooster and she had to do it deftly. She figured that if Guy took the Jap Trap, she had take at least eleven minutes before Guy would get there.  But if he took the dodge viper?  Then Laura would be ridiculously screwed.
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>   Before she could come up with any reasonable ideas, Laura was interrupted by seven funny-smelling wiener dogs that were lured by her rooster. Laura sighed; 'Not again', she thought. Feeling worried, she recklessly reached for her banana and fearlessly backhanded every last one of them. Apparently this was an adequate deterrent--the discouraged critters began to scurry back toward the magical cornfield, squealing with discontent. She exhaled with relief.  That's when she heard the dodge viper rolling up.  It was Guy.
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> ----o0o----
>
>   As he pulled up, he felt a sense of urgency. He had had to make an unscheduled stop at IHOP to pick up a 12-pack of dull pencils, so he knew he was running late.  With a hasty leap, Guy was out of the dodge viper and went exotically jaunting toward Laura's front door.  Meanwhile inside,  Laura was panicking.  Not thinking, she tossed the rooster into a box of wolverines and then slid the box behind her George Foreman grill. Laura was frustrated but at least the rooster was concealed.  The doorbell rang.
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>   'Come in,' Laura wildly purred.  With a deft push, Guy opened the door.  'Sorry for being late, but I was being chased by some dimwitted zealous...zealot in a hippie-pleasing hybrid vehicle,' he lied.  'It's fine,' Laura assured him. Guy took a seat nearby where Laura had hidden the rooster. Laura shuddered trying unsuccessfully to hide her nervousness.  'Uhh, can I get you anything?' she blurted.  But Guy was distracted. A few unsatisfying minutes later, Laura noticed a oafish look on Guy's face. Guy slowly opened his mouth to speak.
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>   '...What's that smell?'
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>   Laura felt a stabbing pain in her ear when Guy asked this.  In a moment of disbelief, she realized that she had hidden the rooster right by her oscillating fan. 'Wh-what?  I don't smell anything..!'  A lie.  A insensitive look started to form on Guy's face. He turned to notice a box that seemed clearly out of place. 'Th-th-those are just my grandma's ninja stars from when she used to have pet man-eating capybaras.  She, uh...dropped 'em by here earlier'. Guy nodded with fake acknowledgement...then, before Laura could react, Guy thoughtfully lunged toward the box and opened it.  The rooster was plainly in view.
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>   Guy stared at Laura for what what must've been eleven seconds. Unaware of the bleakness of existence, Laura groped earnestly in Guy's direction, clearly desperate. Guy grabbed the rooster and bolted for the door.  It was locked. Laura let out a flamboyant chuckle. 'If only you hadn't been so protective of that thing, none of this would have happened, Guy,' she rebuked. Laura always had been a little dimwitted, so Guy knew that reconciliation was not an option; he needed to escape before Laura did something crazy, like... start chucking ripened avocados at her or something. In a tragically predictable turn of events, he gripped his rooster tightly and made a dash toward the window, diving headlong through the glass panels.
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>   Laura looked on, blankly. 'What the hell?  That seemed excessive.  The other door was open, you know.' Silence from Guy. 'And to think, I varnished that window frame seven days ago...it never ends!' Suddenly she felt a tinge of concern for Guy. 'Oh.  You ..okay?' Still silence. Laura walked over to the window and looked down. Guy was gone.
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> ----o0o----
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>   Just yonder, Guy was struggling to make his way through the magical cornfield behind Laura's place. Guy had severely hurt his shin during the window incident, and was starting to lose strength.  Another pack of feral wiener dogs suddenly appeared, having caught wind of the rooster.  One by one they latched on to Guy.  Already weakened from his injury, Guy yielded to the furry onslaught and collapsed.  The last thing he saw before losing consciousness was a buzzing horde of wiener dogs running off with his rooster.
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>   About three hours later, Guy awoke, his scalp throbbing.  It was dark and Guy did not know where he was.  Deep in the humid lemur-infested moor, Guy was scarcely lost. Duly ecstatic about the looming crises, he remembered that his rooster was taken by the wiener dogs. But at that point, he was just thankful for his life.  That's when, to his horror, a shrunken wiener dog emerged from the secret vineyard.  It was the alpha wiener dog. Guy opened his mouth to scream but was cut short when the wiener dog sunk its teeth into Guy's double chin. With a faint groan, the life escaped from Guy's lungs, but not before he realized that he was a failure.
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>   Less than eight miles away, Laura was entombed by anguish over the loss of the rooster.  'MY PRECIOUS!!' she cried, as she reached for a sharpened ninja star.  With a careful thrust, she buried it deeply into her ear.  As the room began to fade to black, she thought about Guy... wishing she had found the courage to tell him that she loved him.  But she would die alone that day.  All that remained was the rooster that had turned them against each other, ultimately causing their demise.  And as the dew on melancholy sappling branches began to reflect the dawn's reddish glare, all that could be heard was the chilling cry of distant wiener dogs, desecrating all things sacred to virtuous men, and perpetuating an evil that would reign for centuries to come.  Our heroes would've lived unhappily ever after, but they were too busy being dead.  So, no one lived forever after, the end. :'(
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> LOLz!!1
>
> *** L337 Story Generator v1.0
> *** Written by Derek Clark.  Copyright © www.the-elite.net ~ 2004-2005
> *** Forever pwning with earnest.
>
> http://www.the-elite.net/---/story/

OMFG LMAO…...
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> It all started when our (former porn) star, Bone, woke up in a foxy forest. It was the seventh time it had happened. Feeling ridiculously worried, Bone punched a banana, thinking it would make him feel better (but as usual, it did not). Heart filled with earnest fortitude, he realized that his beloved Girlfriend was missing!  Immediately he called his favorite rape victim, Ninja-Tech. Bone had known Ninja-Tech for (plus or minus) half a million years, the majority of which were exotic ones.  Ninja-Tech was unique. He was smart though sometimes a little… dimwitted. Bone called him anyway, for the situation was urgent.
>
>   Ninja-Tech picked up to a very glad Bone. Ninja-Tech calmly assured him that most man-eating capybaras sneeze before mating, yet South American hissing sloths usually sassily yawn *after* mating. He had no idea what that meant; he was only concerned with distracting Bone.  Why was Ninja-Tech trying to distract Bone?  Because he had snuck out from Bone's with the Girlfriend only ten days prior.  It was a enticing little Girlfriend... how could he resist?
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>   It didn't take long before Bone got back to the subject at hand: his Girlfriend. Ninja-Tech panicked. Relunctantly, Ninja-Tech invited him over, assuring him they'd find the Girlfriend. Bone grabbed his refrigerator and disembarked immediately. After hanging up the phone, Ninja-Tech realized that he was in trouble. He had to find a place to hide the Girlfriend and he had to do it aggressively. He figured that if Bone took the pimp fresh, candy-painted 'Lac, he had take at least four minutes before Bone would get there.  But if he took the Boned car?  Then Ninja-Tech would be ridiculously screwed.
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>   Before he could come up with any reasonable ideas, Ninja-Tech was interrupted by ten selfish Chubakas that were lured by his Girlfriend. Ninja-Tech grimaced; 'Not again', he thought. Feeling frustrated, he aptly reached for his carrot and skillfully backhanded every last one of them. Apparently this was an adequate deterrent--the discouraged critters began to scurry back toward the magical cornfield, squealing with discontent. He exhaled with relief.  That's when he heard the Boned car rolling up.  It was Bone.
>
> ----o0o----
>
>   As he pulled up, he felt a sense of urgency. He had had to make an unscheduled stop at Egg Roll King to pick up a 12-pack of dull pencils, so he knew he was running late.  With a quick leap, Bone was out of the Boned car and went exotically jaunting toward Ninja-Tech's front door.  Meanwhile inside,  Ninja-Tech was panicking.  Not thinking, he tossed the Girlfriend into a box of bananas and then slid the box behind his giraffe. Ninja-Tech was angered but at least the Girlfriend was concealed.  The doorbell rang.
>
>   'Come in,' Ninja-Tech surreptitiously purred.  With a careful push, Bone opened the door.  'Sorry for being late, but I was being chased by some abrasive spite-toting jerk in a neighborhood-terrorizing crotch rocket,' he lied.  'It's fine,' Ninja-Tech assured him. Bone took a seat excruciatingly close to where Ninja-Tech had hidden the Girlfriend. Ninja-Tech sighed trying unsuccessfully to hide his nervousness.  'Uhh, can I get you anything?' he blurted.  But Bone was distracted. Before anyone could take off their pants, Ninja-Tech noticed a abrasive look on Bone's face. Bone slowly opened his mouth to speak.
>
>   '...What's that smell?'
>
>   Ninja-Tech felt a stabbing pain in his scalp when Bone asked this.  In a moment of disbelief, he realized that he had hidden the Girlfriend right by his oscillating fan. 'Wh-what?  I don't smell anything..!'  A lie.  A abrasive look started to form on Bone's face. He turned to notice a box that seemed clearly out of place. 'Th-th-those are just my grandma's gerbils from when she used to have pet albino cats.  She, uh...dropped 'em by here earlier'. Bone nodded with fake acknowledgement...then, before Ninja-Tech could react, Bone deftly lunged toward the box and opened it.  The Girlfriend was plainly in view.
>
>   Bone stared at Ninja-Tech for what what must've been four microseconds. Before anyone could take off their pants, Ninja-Tech groped wildly in Bone's direction, clearly desperate. Bone grabbed the Girlfriend and bolted for the door.  It was locked. Ninja-Tech let out a enticing chuckle. 'If only you hadn't been so protective of that thing, none of this would have happened, Bone,' he rebuked. Ninja-Tech always had been a little oafish, so Bone knew that reconciliation was not an option; he needed to escape before Ninja-Tech did something crazy, like... start chucking dangerous oil-soaked rags at him or something. Heart filled with earnest fortitude, he gripped his Girlfriend tightly and made a dash toward the window, diving headlong through the glass panels.
>
>   Ninja-Tech looked on, blankly. 'What the hell?  That seemed excessive.  The other door was open, you know.' Silence from Bone. 'And to think, I varnished that window frame eleven days ago...it never ends!' Suddenly he felt a tinge of concern for Bone. 'Oh.  You ..okay?' Still silence. Ninja-Tech walked over to the window and looked down. Bone was gone.
>
> ----o0o----
>
>   Just yonder, Bone was struggling to make his way through the fanstic pumpkin patch behind Ninja-Tech's place. Bone had severely hurt his taint during the window incident, and was starting to lose strength.  Another pack of feral Chubakas suddenly appeared, having caught wind of the Girlfriend.  One by one they latched on to Bone.  Already weakened from his injury, Bone yielded to the furry onslaught and collapsed.  The last thing he saw before losing consciousness was a buzzing horde of Chubakas running off with his Girlfriend.
>
>   But then God came down with His easygoing smile and restored Bone's Girlfriend. Feeling concerned, God smote the Chubakas for their injustice.  Then He got in His curb-jumping ghetto sled (Impala) and jettisoned away with the fortitude of  1.2 billion man-eating capybaras running from a misshapen pack of spotted wolf hamsters. Bone danced with joy when he saw this. His Girlfriend was safe. It was a good thing, too, because in ten minutes his favorite TV show,  Hannah Montana, was going to come on (followed immediately by 'When 3-legged wallabies meet contraceptive'). Bone was elated. And so, everyone except Ninja-Tech and a few malaria-toting spotted wolf hamsters lived blissfully happy, forever after.
>
> *** L337 Story Generator v1.0
> *** Written by Derek Clark.  Copyright © www.the-elite.net ~ 2004-2005
> *** Forever pwning with earnest.
>
> http://www.the-elite.net/---/story/

this is just great…
im sorry bone plz dont rape me!
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