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It was dark. All around
the cheese factory on the
seventh floor, many people had
started hunting the giant mice
who had, in recent times,
started kidnapping the factory workers
who smelled of cheese, and
used by the mice for
keeping the rats inside the
local McDonalds. The mice hunters
wear jingly bells on their
private parts, hoping to keep
them from bouncing from the
ceiling and abducting them. Meanwhile,
in another part of town,
the giant mice eating buttplug
also known as Charles Cat,
was donning his superhero outfit
made entirely out of latex
which was black, of course
except for several small patches
made of linolium. This helped
a lot when he tried
to stick to kitchen tables.
Alarmed by the call of
nature, he quick rushed to
answer the door and let
nature in. "Trouble", she said.
Suddenly, a time rift occurred
five giant purple cats appeared
followed by the Doctor and
followed by the Doctor and
followed by another docter
and a giant pepperbox squawking
"Beware of the fish", and
a gaggle of little cuttlefish
swim through the air, oblivious
to the need for narrative.
Back at the cheese factory,
the two ripe camemberts thought
about the impending mice attack,
and girded their cheesy loins.
The Brie was running in
shedding big dollops of itself
screaming "DINNAE TAKE MAH RENNET!"
The factory workers hurriedly tried
to cool down the cheeses,
huffing, puffing to no avail
watching in terror as suddenly
the cheeses came to life.
"Sweet Jesus on a Cracker!"
exclaimed a small random child
in the corner nibbling on
a leftover factory worker earlier
seen bribing a police officer
because he was Morris Dancing
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