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in small-town america, sometime long ago  a fine young man named brad pitt had just arrived home from the war    brad pitt lived in the heartland with his beautiful mother   one day, soon after his return, brad pitt told his mother that he had a surprise for her   and he led her outside with her eyes closed   it was a motorcycle!  
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brad pitt won the motorcycle in a poker game in italy when he was a soldier. his mother wasn't sure about it and she begged him to keep himself safe, her maternal concern sparking a moment of manly resentment  subsumed immediately by his love.  brad pitt asked his mother to join him on a motorcycle ride. after a moment's hesitation  they hit the road.    they tore blissfully through the rolling desert. little did they know that nearby, at that very moment, disaster was brewing at the gambling casino 
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a pair of drunken hoodlums, a wealthy man and his tawdry wife, stumbled down the steps of the gambling casino   though too drunk to drive, they swerved off with devilish abandon    an elegant black man watched silently  the hoodlums careened across the badlands with never a care in the world    unaware that brad pitt and brad pitt's mother were just a heartbeat away  and then... tragedy struck   
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brad pitt awoke in the desert beneath the bright blue sky. he was alive. suddenly he thought that he was back in the trenches. tormented by imaginary gunfire, he crawled through the sand screaming and salivating furiously    until he was brought to a stop by a terrible sight    his mother was dead.    the hussy wept drunkenly as they carried the body away.   meanwhile, 
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this thing had torn a hole in reality through to where brad pitt lay in the desert, having some kind of seizure   suddenly brad pitt was consumed by a blinding light!    the light transported him to a black void, peopled by mysterious creatures     brad pitt screamed for his mother  but his mother did not come 
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occupied in trying to tear its way through to the land of the living, this thing was distracted by brad pitt's screaming for his mother brad pitt was trying to ascertain the nature of the two-dimensional beings before him.  the doctor thing informed him that they were known as "doodles".  brad pitt initially struggled to comprehend this.    the doctor thing explained that he had been trying to transport himself to the real world, but had instead transported brad pitt to the "cool world".  overcome by sudden passion for the 3d human body, the doctor thing leapt into brad pitt's lap and subjected him to an impromptu medical examination.     soon brad pitt was provoked to kick him. the violence made the doctor thing remember the sombre occasion. "i'm sorry about your mother", he said.  brad pitt sneered.  he went to walk steadfastly away, but the doctor thing pursued him. it called him a hero, a fact that he humbly denied.  it said that its name was doctor whiskers, and he replied that his name was brad pitt, and they strode hand-in-hand into the darkness. mahershalalhashbaz fucked around with this message at 19:12 on Oct 31, 2021 |
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 the year was 1992, the place was las vegas     jack was a cartoonist in prison. he was scheduled the next day for release, after ten long years. his prison wife was a drawing of kim basinger that he called holli would.    just as jack was about to cum, holli would came alive and reached out of the drawing to him    she sucked him through a portal in reality    and plunged him into the cool world  
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jack found himself in some kind of nightclub there were strange creatures all around him. they were watching a rotoscope of     jack stared  it was her! his prison wife, holli would  as he watched from the floor, she danced relentlessly     jack reached out to her    but just as he was about to touch her   no!   
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things were happening in the cool world a group of hideous urchins harassed sparks, the big man in town   they accused him of being sweet on holli, the new woman. he mocked them  and slapped one until his bloodshot eyes popped from their sockets and his flesh pulled away from his skull.     sparks then tossed the horrified urchins a handful of wooden dimes   the dimes turned into fanged demonic discs that swarmed the children and tore at their flesh.    lots of other things were happening in the cool world  this was happening  that was happening  a sleek black car snaked along one of the aerial highways that rose on stilts above the neon-lit cityscape  sparks hurried away as the car slid to a halt at the curb   brad pitt stepped out of the car. he looked no older than the last time we saw him, but far wearier and more haunted. 
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heavy with duty, brad pitt trudged up the steps of a 2.5-dimensional cartoon building. nightmarish cartoon gibberish echoed from all around him.  the moment he turned his back on the car, cartoon nogoodniks tried to steal it.   as brad pitt stepped over the threshold, a steel chest crashed into the street with enough force to kill a man.  it turned out sparks was involved with holli would, and he didn't want anybody else coming around.  brad pitt entered a bar where holli would was dancing endlessly  she danced and danced       holli would clearly wanted to gently caress brad pitt, but he remained stoically aloof.   the bar was infested with cartoons. they had got into every inch of the place, even the martini glasses.  getting down to business, brad pitt explained that he was here investigating reports holli had received a "noid visitation at the slash club last night". 
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holli would protested her innocence brad pitt made a cursory inspection of the bar, passing through cut-out dimensions as thin as paper. it was apparent that he had risen to authority in the cool world, and was now a cop.  the regulars were unimpressed with his presence.   his job done, brad pitt went to leave, but holli would ran to stop him.  she tried to take his arm. he firmly rebuffed her.    turning away, holli bade brad pitt accompany her into the depths of the bar. as he followed her a passing toon was crushed by falling debris, to no response.   in the depths of the bar, holli had established a sort of shrine to somebody named vegas vinnie.  brad pitt did not believe in vegas vinnie. he had no wish to hear any more about vegas vinnie. he had heard enough.   as brad pitt strode away, a dagger thudded into the wall where his head had been a moment before.  caressing the shrine, holli protested that vegas vinnie, a toon, had created something called "the spike", with which he had travelled through to the real world and became the owner of the union plaza hotel in las vegas.  brad pitt was admiring himself in a funhouse mirror.  "vegas vinnie is a fairytale, would," he said. "doodle moms tell it to doodle kids to help 'em go to sleep." 
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holli would grasped brad pitt's suit and pushed him over to a... bed? sofa? item of furniture near her shrine in the corner of the bar there, she attempted to make love to him.  a ghostly dog's head in sunglasses floated by  brad pitt thrust holli violently away.    holli lamented.  she spoke of her needs to enter the real world and sample the pleasures of the flesh  as she rhapsodised, she became so aroused that she humped a pole  mysterious figures swarmed around them   overcome by passion, holli would threw herself onto the item of furniture and pretended to masturbate.   brad pitt feigned amusement.  exasperated, holli said that if brad pitt would not cross over into the real world by having sex with her, she would have to resort to jack the cartoonist.  brad pitt forbade the union.  losing patience, he struck holli savagely and stormed out. during his time in the cool world, he had become a brutal man.  holli would glared after him, legs defiantly spread. 
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things were happening in the cool world. this was happening that was happening      meanwhile, back in the real world, jack was being released at last from prison. he farewelled his friends and comrades of ten long years   and stepped over the threshold to a new life of freedom.  soon he was home.  his neighbour was alarmed to see that he had returned.  that night jack tried and failed to summon his two-dimensional lover, holli would.   he went out on the streets of vegas looking for connection, but found only melancholy.    he went to a comic shop looking for inspiration   but found only goons.  they found an amazing shirt for this guy to wear but forgot to take the tag off it  jack slipped through the store unnoticed, but was recognised at the checkout by the cashier.  she identified him as jack deebs, the creator of the hit series "cool world".  "i know people who want to be holli would when they grow up," she said. "the sparks, the goons, all of them."   jack was immediately mobbed by fans.  the cashier tried to seduce him, but he graciously declined.  "why don't you do a book on that guy you murdered?" scoffed the goon suddenly. "you know, that guy you found in bed with your wife?"  it was one of those awkward moments.  jack could take no more. he went home.   
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jack was just settling down to a busy evening wallowing in despair when suddenly  as always, things were happening in the cool world.   a group of repulsive creatures were torturing a disney rabbit.    they were distracted by jack's unexpected entry from above.  jack recognised the hideous toons as his own creations.  unimpressed by their maker, the toons subjected him to physical and sexual harassment.    one of the toons slithered up jack's trouser leg like a ferret and popped out through his fly.    ominous music signalled the arrival of trouble  holli would enjoyed a position of apparent authority amongst her nightmarish brethren.  jack was presented to her as a sacrifice.   she thrust herself upon him and tried to initiate sexual intercourse.     meanwhile, the horrible toons continued their bullshit. 
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the tormented disney rabbit ran to the police station, seeking vengeance    persuaded, the cops charged out in search of the criminal toons.  holli would was still attempting to make love to jack.   jack was reticent.   the approaching sound of sirens and loud popping broke the spell. "the poppers!" cried holli  the civilian toons fled for safety.  holli would's horrible friends were waiting by her getaway car, which had lips on the front and asscheeks that wiggled like a human's.    the fugitives zoomed away with holli at the wheel  the poppers pursued   the high-speed chase swerved through the strange heart of the cool world, the police shooting everything in sight.     jack was beginning to enjoy being trapped in the product of his own deranged mind.  the poppers pulled up close behind holli's car and fired a cannonball into its rear end. the car sucked the cannonball into its anus and fired it back.   the car had never been so aroused.  a hatch opened on top of the car, and the hideous demon baby thing emerged.    the demon baby thing urinated on the cops.   blinded by piss, they swerved into the path of an oncoming train and were brutally killed on impact      the disney rabbit appeared to have survived the collision  but was squashed by a large bag of money that fell from the sky. 
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the getaway car hauled curvaceous rear end along the looping monstrous highways. as holli would and her crew slashed down the street, blithely killing a passing doodle and his dog   brad pitt's glossy black car slid to a halt at a kerb just 1.5 blocks away. there, a buxom brunette in red stood in the halo of a dirty streetlight.  please note that i have been incorrectly calling them "toons" until now. the correct term is "doodles". "toons" belongs legally to who framed roger rabbit  brad pitt strode over to the buxom doodle and told her he had some questions for her  "word is you got a thing for noids", he said  the doodle dame did not deny it  suddenly, a dazzling crack appeared in brad pitt's stoic facade  he threw his arm around the dame   the two lovers teased each other playfully as a doodle slammed into the wall at high velocity and its disembodied rear end drooped to the concrete.  brad pitt's doodle lover asked him why he looked so wearied and worn  "it's holli," he said, "i think she's in heat again."   brad pitt's lover bid him not to worry any more about the antics of holli would. they strutted off together with his arm folded awkwardly over her head like the wing of a broody hen  this was happening too 
mahershalalhashbaz fucked around with this message at 07:53 on Aug 18, 2021 |
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brad pitt's sixlegged cartoon sidekick nails came hooting and hollering toward him. the human jack was back in town, he said "holly and her goons got him"  realising the need for immediate action, brad pitt bid his cartoon woman a regretful goodbye  as lonette strutted away and brad pitt gazed after her in silent longing, nails commented on the intense sexual chemistry between them. "yeah, but facts is facts," brad pitt sighed. "she's a doodle and i'm not."  in their line of sight but unacknowledged, an axe-wielding man in a chef's hat pursued a screaming muscular woman in lavender knee-high stockings and a matching g-string  they got into the car to leave. "did i ever tell you about the time i took up with the most delightfully stacked hussy from the projects?" asked nails as he lovingly inspected a u.s. army boot. "yeah," said brad pitt.  they drove off, leaving a dead doodle flattened in the gutter. the sight of the corpse attracted bystanders, who screamed with laughter at their compatriot's demise.    one of the hysterical doodles was flattened by a bouncing cow that fell from heaven. its friends didn't seem to care.  
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outside the club holli would and her goons were dancing  jack was not dancing. he emerged slowly onto the neon streets, gazing about himself in wonderment.  holli and the goons danced toward a surly bouncer, a creature whose top half was humanoid but whose bottom half was a perfect sphere of rubbery flesh on which he bounced constantly up and down.  the bouncer confronted them  jack thought that he recognised another of his creations, but the bouncer denied it, and he denied them entry to the club: "no noids," he snarled.   holly summoned a goon.  the purple goon flung the bouncer away over the two-dimensional roofs, and he pingponged loudly away into the cartoon alleyways.  as holli would and jack let themselves into the doodle club, the bouncer ricocheted against the wall with a horrifying slap of flesh and bounced away again to an uncertain fate.   jack was in a daze. he hardly dared to believe that any of this was real. could this truly be happening to him? 
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the club patrons momentarily ceased their twerking to react to the sight of a three-dimensional biological organism with astonishment and fear.   suddenly, brad pitt stepped out of the shadows. "freeze, rear end in a top hat!" he said manfully.  jack did not understand.  brad pitt flashed his badge. "cool world police department."  jack was not convinced.  escalating immediately to force, brad pitt grabbed hold of jack and steered him away as he protested feebly.    brad pitt, clearly the stronger man of the two, overpowered jack and thrust him against the wall. holli would apparently didn't give a poo poo.   brad pitt patted jack down for contraband  and found a fountain pen.  jack pleaded his innocence. "i'm a cartoonist, i have visions," he said. "i created this whole place." brad pitt scoffed.  he manhandled jack into the corner and pushed him down on a seat as an incorporeal kind of android head floated past, unremarked upon.    brad pitt told jack that the pen was a dangerous object in these parts. he offered to demonstrate. filling the pen from a vial on the counter, he squirted the ink across the club into the mouth of his doodle sidekick, nails. nails swallowed it and continued to drink his beer, apparently unharmed.      "want you to be careful how you wave this thing," said brad pitt.  "no, i don't get it," said jack. "of course you don't get it," sneered brad pitt, "'cause you're a wackadoo."   the spectral torso of a chiselled golem hovered briefly into view, punched off its own head and then drifted away.    "around here everything goes," brad pitt said, then raised his voice to a shout so that all present could hear him. "everything except one thing!" the barflies chorused that they'd heard it all before. but jack confessed that he did not know what brad pitt was talking about.   brad pitt looked him dead in the eyes. "noids do not have sex with doodles."  jack laughed nervously, but there was nothing frivolous about brad pitt's demeanour. he shouted it again across the club. "noids do not have sex with doodles!" unseen to either man, the bar waitress - brad pitt's lover, lonette! - heard his shout and looked back at him with wounded eyes.   "it's the oldest law in cool world," said brad pitt.  "i've never had to enforce it, but you cross that line, i'll slap you around and make you piss like a puppy." 
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apparently bored with the conflict, holli would was dancing 40% of this film's budget went on painstakingly crafted rotoscopes of   brad pitt sneered at jack's attachment to the fickle 2d harlot and his belief that he was her one and only. "don't flatter yourself, she's a waste of ink!"  he explained that holli had also been after him and "every other noid who's come through here". wasn't he the first? how many have there been? we'll never know.  brad pitt gave jack his pen back. "you keep your pencil in your pocket," he warned handsomely.  in a sudden act of defiance, jack dissed brad pitt's hair as he went on his way.   the barflies dispersed.  faintly triumphant for the first time from his successful diss on brad pitt, jack dared approach holli would  he walked toward her very slowly as she danced and danced and danced    but just as he was about to touch her,  gently caress!  he was back  back in the real world. 
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brad pitt came home to his beautiful cartoon house and his beautiful cartoon girlfriend, drying her cartoon hair at the sink. "hey, sexy!" he said.  "mm, it's the man with the badge," purred lonette.  "in the flesh!" said brad pitt as he pretended to touch her hair.  he went over to the window and gazed out moodily into the night. lonette snuck up and grasped him from behind.   she felt him resisting her affections.  was holli would the problem here?  yes, she was. lonette declared holli a "sleazy cow" and kissed brad pitt on the lips   but he pushed her away.    lonette asked him why.  "because we can never finish it, lonette, y'know? it's frustrating!" brad pitt cried, ineloquent in his anguish.  "i'm like a plug without a socket, y'know?"  lonette asked him if he'd ever done it in the real world, and if he'd ever thought about going back there so he could. "no," said brad pitt.  "baby, you and me, i couldn't have that in the real world. i can't live without you! but i can't be with you, y'know? what d'ya do? what d'ya do?"  as he lamented, lonette sat slowly blobbing from side to side like a lava lamp  suddenly she sprang to her feet and began to strip.   brad pitt could not resist   but just as he started toward her, at the worst possible moment,  brad pitt agonised for a second about what to do next.  throwing off all shame and decorum, he strode over to lonette and pawed at her cleavage like a wild beast as nails watched in horror.   lonette pretended she could feel his touch, but they both knew that she was faking it.   suddenly racked by emotion, brad pitt withdrew from lonette and swept out of the apartment without another word to her.  nails tried to start on about some bullshit; brad pitt told him to shuddup.  left alone, lonette breasted longingly. 
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there will be no disrespect shown toward bakshi in this thread or you're all going straight to the cool world. he's nine hundred years old and lives in the desert.
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Bismuth posted:Can I at least deeply resent Stryder for posting that cursed video, and myself for watching it
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you're all in the cool world
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the cool world was up to its usual bullshit, innocent citizens being squashed by falling anvils and so on. nobody seemed to give a gently caress about any of it, so why should brad pitt? meanwhile, jack paced alone in the desert, unwashed and tormented and haunted by the disembodied voice of holli would.    he went home to his goon cave and tried to rest, but rest wouldn't come.   "no, no, no, no, no!" he cried as his anguish grew to such levels that it tore a hole in reality.   he plunged to the icy cool world pavement amidst a trio of singing cartoon vikings. they bounced out of sight on impact, never to be heard from again.    as he regained his equilibrium, jack heard the unsettling sound of joyful laughter.   holli's horrible goons zoomed out of the highway painted on the wall with the blue one tied to the front of the car like a sacrificial offering. they were heading straight for jack.    jack screamed!   death seemed inevitable   but the goons swerved aside at the last moment.  it was not jack's time. not yet. 
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"glad ya dropped in!" honked the blue thing, and the goons all guffawed horribly. elsewhere, brad pitt and nails drove through an endless thicket of twisted ink buildings beneath a polluted cartoon sky.      at last they reached their destination.  they had arrived at the house of holli would.     holli's magical shapeshifting doorknob denied them entrance.   as they deliberated, pallid ectoplasmic heads and the translucent forms of huddled figures hovered in their air over the throbbing matte streets.  rather than negotiate with the doorknob, brad pitt and nails decided to climb the building.   the doodle gargoyles commented on their progress as they passed.  soon they were so high above the earth that the building was wreathed in cloud.  brad pitt dangled precariously over the neon abyss as nails burst through the clouds.   nails became suddenly distressed. "i'm allergic to clouds," he said, trying and failing to hold back a sneeze.    brad pitt moaned with terror as he faced his own mortality.  nails sneezed so hard that he threw himself backward at high velocity and dropped the rope.   brad pitt plunged screaming to his doom.   by some miracle, nails caught himself by the neck on a protruding window ledge with the rope, like a noose. this did not kill him due to his extraordinary biology.   once again, brad pitt had stared death in the face and lived. 
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brad pitt's feet dangled limply above the buzzing streets. if i die here, he thought, nobody will care.  as he reached the window, nails was working up another sneeze. but brad pitt's powerful hands of muscle and bone could work nails' semi-real flesh like plasticine, and over the long years together he'd learnt to do it to his advantage.  he pulled nails out tight like a slingshot so that the next sneeze, by some miracle of physics, shattered the window and propelled nails through it like a cannonball. as he entered, a cheese and a bone flew out, their origins mysterious.     brad pitt clambered through the shattered window, still bound with the noose that had saved his life.  nails leapt to his feet unharmed, the shards of broken glass springing bloodlessly out of his cartoon skin and dropping to the floor with audible clinks.   brad pitt repressed a shudder.  nails' animation shifted a half-inch out of reality as brad pitt glanced his way; an unsettling reminder that these were no earthly creatures he was dealing with.  he left nails guarding the door.  this storey of holli would's house housed another nightclub. doodles carried on around him with their bullshit, swinging on the chandeliers, smoking two cigars at once, endlessly drinking and dancing and loving.   brad pitt strode stoic through the chaos.  the performers were uncomfortable ethnic caricatures singing a cartoon flamenco.   the male performer was hit suddenly in the face by a pie  and the dancer flashed her bare rear end cheeks at the audience.  brad pitt passed, aloof to the nonsense. further behind the stage, where they could not possibly be able to see the performance, he saw holli would and her boyfriend sparks. holli would had already spotted brad pitt; she rose to her feet, already dancing. 
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holli would was dancing  brad pitt ignored her  he walked over to sparks, who immediately asserted dominance over him by enveloping him in a cloud of cigarette smoke.   but brad pitt had been around a while and he knew a thing or two about domination. destroying the equilibrium with a classic power move, he stole sparks' cigarette, drew on it, and blew out a smoke cloud in the shape of a dancing hippopotamus.      brad pitt stubbed out the cartoon cigarette on the sleeve of his very real jacket and flicked the smouldering butt past holli would's head like a missile.     aghast, holli would pranced over to seduce him.   brad pitt derided her affections. "what's your problem?" said sparks. "bad childhood," said brad pitt.  he demanded to know the location of the noid. holli would denied everything.   brad pitt became dangerously angry.   he warned holli one last time: stop trying to gently caress the noid or he would shut her down.  holli confronted him. "you want to know what it is about you that really kicks my rear end?"  brad pitt levelled a steely glare at her. "how about my foot?"  what really kicked her rear end was that at any time he chose, brad pitt could apparently cross back over to the real world and be real; but he wouldn't do it.  "be content with the cards you been dealt," brad pitt cautioned her, and with those words of wisdom he departed. 
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thank you mods for the title adjustment!  the uncomfortable entertainers were still at it, but the act was reaching some sort of climax.   brad pitt returned to the broken window where he'd entered. he announced to nails that they had to find jack, and climbed out the window to abseil all the way back down to the ground.  in the meantime, the goons had herded jack to holli would's door.   the doorbell tried to intimidate him as it had done to brad pitt, but the goons intervened on his behalf. "holli said we could watch," said one. "watch what?" asked jack; but he received no answer.     the goons lurked outside as jack went in alone.  no sooner had he stepped across the threshold than holli would came at him, cavorting and slapping her rear end.   she turned away and he followed her, though without much apparent enthusiasm.  the eldritch force of jack's three-dimensional erection sent shockwaves through the cool world. every doodle felt it.     no doodle was untouched.    "man is in the bedroom," declared a doodle rabbit, who then began to sprint in panicked circles, imploring her children to run for their lives.    the decor indicated that holli would's bedroom was the same place where she had unsuccessfully attempted to seduce brad pitt. why her bedroom was connected to a cocktail bar remains unclear to this day.   she threw herself upon jack.  frustrated and horny, the goons began to construct a teetering trash tower up to the bedroom window so that they could watch.    holli and jack progressed slowly toward sexual intercourse. 
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early 90s techno throbbed as holli would leapt upon the visibly unenthused jack. she sultrily pulled her gloves off with her teeth.     the goons continued building their ad hoc tower to heaven, piling on pianos and live elephants and so on until the purple goon added a single bone and the whole thing came crashing down.      rabid in their desperation to see the intercourse, the goons began to build again.  holli would writhed at jack as he lay motionlessly staring at her, grunting softly under his breath.   the goon tower reached the heavens.  holli would straddled jack, who still appeared dazed and un-horny.   the goons made it to the bedroom window, their tower teetering wildly.    holli would bounced up and down on jack's crotch waving her arms as the goons sailed back and forth past the window, screaming.    the tower fell but the goons held on.   holli would orgasmed loudly.   the explosive force of the orgasm blew out the windows.    the goons plummeted into the neon chasm.        holli would arose moaning. it will remain forever unclear whether jack orgasmed, or even really participated.  the goons were unharmed due to their miraculous biology. "was it good for you too?" asked the bride. "it wasn't what i expected," said the demon baby.  
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as the smoke of the orgasm cleared, holli would began to change.    
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i visited las vegas only once, when i was eight. we drove there from los angeles. the whole time i was in vegas, and only then, i got huge painful static zaps from every single thing i touched. in the dark you could see the sparks. even the walls were zapping me. i ended up spending the whole time sitting on the bed in the middle of the hotel room playing pokemon blue, afraid to touch anything
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the saxophones crooned as holli would's form bulged through the delicate fabric of reality and into the realm of the flesh.    she thrust her meat hands skyward and a silk negligee dropped very slowly down upon her from heaven.          her nipples stood fiercely erect as the camera hovered on them uncomfortably.  jack was silent.  the deed was done. holli would stood transformed, blood and bone, into the real kim basinger. 
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Sep 2, 2021 11:19
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brad pitt and nails pulled up outside the notorious slash club. brad pitt was there to reunite with lonette. nails offered once again to hunt jack down, but brad pitt seemed to take full responsibility for the case.   as brad pitt approached the doorway, he disturbed a swarm of doodles. tiny cats and mice flew about in bat-winged aircraft with human rear end cheeks  a skeleton with a scythe chased a bouncing jack-o-lantern  a police officer chased a curvaceous dame with an eyepatch  a brawny woman in sky-blue underwear chased a chef in a three-pronged hat  a machete-wielding cat with a bandaid on its rear end chased a miniature elephant  brad pitt ignored it all.  the slash bar was the kind of pounding neon hive that was standard in this hellhole.  lonette was being sexually harassed by a slobbering doodle.   brad pitt swooped manfully to the rescue.  they played their usual little game: brad pitt pretended to massage lonette's shoulders, and she pretended she could feel his touch.  brad pitt asked lonette why she worked at the awful bar. "this place should be erased," he said wearily.  "a doodle's gotta eat!" she replied.  they became lost in each other's eyes.  
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Sep 7, 2021 12:08
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seething with jealous rage, holli's cuckolded doodle boyfriend made an anonymous call to the police.   "listen, you sludgehog excuse for a cop!"  sparks informed nails that having just engaged in intercourse, jack and holli would were "about to make an unscheduled trip to the other side". nails received the news with passion.  "she might damage the entire interworld matrix or somethin!" said nails.    "i don't give a doodle, just bust her rear end!" said sparks.  nails placed a call to his man, brad pitt.  the call went down the line to a table at the slash club, where a depressed red telephone lay shrilly lamenting its lot in life.  "i just can't take it anymore," said the telephone. 
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Sep 8, 2021 06:31
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the force of nails' call shot the depressed red telephone into the ceiling  suddenly re-energised, it dashed off into the slash club shrieking for brad pitt.  the red telephone ran ankle-high through the mindlessly cavorting herd of doodles.   nails waited impatiently.  the red telephone screamed brad pitt's name above the thud of the music. every ring wracked its cartoon body with spasms, and its own receiver pounded it viciously into the floor.      the telephone hurtled down a bar counter where the patrons, the bottles and the glasses were all leering doodles, scattering everything in its path.     nails jogged slowly in circles around the office.    the doodle revellers melted into a nonsense kaleidoscope against a cyborg backdrop. the tortured telephone screamed and screamed.    nails devoured his desk.  the red telephone underwent strange and terrible contortions in its anguish        then suddenly... release. 
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Sep 9, 2021 21:00
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spotting brad pitt and lonette canoodling, the telephone leapt triumphantly into brad pitt's crotch.    as he answered, it fell to the floor in exhaustion with a cry of "thank G-d!"  when nails realised brad pitt was with lonette, he got all peculiar.   lonette told nails to gently caress off.  "ooh, i just love your little ears," she cooed at brad pitt, to nails' immense discomfort, and the two of them giggled.   driven to distraction by the cosmic horror inherent in brad pitt's love for lonette, nails hung up without reporting anything.  brad pitt flicked the receiver back onto the red telephone with enough force to make it yelp.  left to deal with the crisis alone, nails agonised over his failure.   meanwhile, 
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Sep 10, 2021 05:24
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as the sparkles faded, holli would admired her reflection in the twisted mirror.  jack had risen at last from the conjugal bed to share this moment with her. together they gazed upon the earthly form of the real kim basinger as the saxophones celebrated.   holli would quivered and wept.  jack regarded her with bemusement.  nails was planning to kill them both.    with excruciating slowness, he loaded his revolver.    he remembered he had six arms, which empowered him.  nails wasted some more of everybody's precious time hyperactively berating himself for his cowardice.     eventually he became resolute.  remembering that he was in fact a cop, nails pointed his revolver wildly around the room with no regard to safety.    he awarded himself a badge.   deliciously tempting fate, he flipped the brim of his hat with the barrel of his loaded gun.  at last he twirled the gun, dropped it into his pocket, and shot himself.   outside, a chef with a giant cleaver chased a bounding string of sausages down the street and various doodles floated around assaulting each other as a brass band played.   nails marched past, a stream of high-pressure smoke shooting from his anus. 
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Sep 10, 2021 08:25
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now dressed in a candy-pink pinafore and collared blouse emblazoned with the initials HW (where the clothes had come from would remain forever unclear), holli would immediately wanted to go to earth. but jack wanted to stay in the cool world. "it's so great here," he sighed. "oh jack," holli would cried, clutching him, "we're noids! and noids just can't do doodle here!"  if not persuaded, jack was at least silenced by this argument. freezing up when suddenly grabbed hold of was a survival tactic he'd learnt in prison.  holli would tackled him backward onto the bed, feigning affection. but she had another motive: stealing his pen.   under the pretense of saying farewell to her horrible goons, holli would sneaked out and left jack there alone with his thoughts.  "oh yeah," said jack, in the voice of a man who was dying.  
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the goons reacted with disgust to holli would's bizarre new form. "jaysus!" squawked the blue one, signifying His divine presence even in this hideous place. "you look like a high school hippie, peace man," said the humanoid-coloured one inexplicably.   nails appeared on the horizon, bidding the criminal stop in the name of the law.   the mortal form of the real kim basinger was existentially horrifying for nails to look upon.  holli would terrorised him with pelvic thrusts and snapping of straps, hinting at an entire extra-dimensional meaty nightmare beneath the pink pinafore.   cowering away from this apparition, nails shouted "you are a biomorphic menace!"  he forbade holli would from leaving the cool world; she defied him. "i'm leavin', pencil-dick!"   holli would unsheathed her secret weapon.  she stabbed nails with the pen and it sucked him screaming into its innards.     holli would kicked backwards triumphantly like a horse.  the goons were astonished.  "a pen job! pen me too, pen me too," the blue goon screeched as holli would walked away amidst a haze of floating cartoon ghosts, headstones, grim reapers, hallowe'en pumpkins, hanging cats etc. that had risen from the ground like fog in memory of nails.  
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