#oneaday, Day 178: Communal Blogging

Not Games, Personal and Opinion

Each sentence in this entry will be written by a different person.

And then they all had massive rump steak.

Fucking gaga!!! Silly mirror ball! Why does she look like glitter barbie threw up on her and then took a crap for good measure??!!

And then it got out of the flower pot and it ran away.

But then, the matron said, it was doomed to failure!

Whathchu call me mutha fucka!!!

Ultimately the result is group sex but with monkeys from longleat

Didn’t umderstand tight jeans double Ds make the boys go WHOOP WHOOP

WHY DO I KEEP SEEING CARTOON CHARACTERS

WHY SO SERIOUS?!?!!

We are dancing, oh yes indeed. Riverside, motherfucker.

Le chien mange le sauce de pomme pour protege le neuve desin

Heeeeeeeeeee deeeee managgggggaaaaaaaaaaaa immmmeaaaaaa say, nanannaaaaaawaeeeeeeeede. The circle of life.

Oh hell no!

This is going terribly badly, but it pretty much sums up how tonight is going with the drink flowing freely like paradise city if the drink flowed freely instead of the girls being pretty.

Nothing is real, everything is permitted.

Something smells like the straining from the devils jock strap. Ecuador!

Dance music is terrible, but somehow becomes awesome when you’re drunk…. Ecuador!!

Its here I loop the loop
Insanely Whoop de whoop
Cuz my rhymes are fly
Make you touch the sky
Yeah……….bitch

WTF??? I don’t get it! Make it stop?! Fizzy make feel nice!

Fizzygood! I think that’s a good place to stop. This doesn’t make sense. A hearty thank you to Elana, Kalam, me, Richard, Graham and possibly some other people I’ve forgotten. Thank you for participating in this hideous experiment. Good night!

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Published by Pete Davison

I'm Pete. I'm old, autistic and sad. I play retro games to escape the pain of existing in the 21st century.

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3 thoughts on “#oneaday, Day 178: Communal Blogging”

    1. That’s… uh… that’s one word for it.

      Whoever wrote this:

      “This is going terribly badly, but it pretty much sums up how tonight is going with the drink flowing freely like paradise city if the drink flowed freely instead of the girls being pretty.”

      …deserves a medal, though. I don’t think it was me, disappointingly.

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