(adsbygoogle = window.adsbygoogle || []).push({}); In this game, you have to tell a story. It can be any time of story.
Layout the story like this

Style: Dirty and Funny
Writer: Blaze.
Story: There was a cat, which went to the same river every day for 5 weeks. One day, he goes to the river to find a sasuage in the river. The cat tries to get the sasuage, but falls in and gets wet, the cat quickly gets out again. The next day, the cat goes to the river again and sees an even bigger sasuage in the river. So the cat thinks to himself, 'I'm gonna get this one!' So, the cat tries to
reach it, but falls in and gets even wetter than yesterday, so the cat quickly gets out. The next day, the cat goes to the river again, and sees and 16" sasuage in the river. The cat tries to get the sasuage, getting a paw to it, but then falling in, getting even wetter than yesterday! Eventually, the cat decides not to try and get sasuages from the river.

Morale(optional): The bigger the sasuage the wetter the pussy.

i dont get it... its a stupid game :-P

mods close it

Lol i got the joke, how can you not get it? Lol blaze that's funny "the wetter the pussy"

yeah i liked it

i like story telling

Postman Pat's Last Day:

It was Postman Pat's last day on the job after 35 years of carrying the mail through all kinds of weather to the same villages and towns.
When he arrived at the first house on his route, he was greeted by the whole family there, who all hugged and congratulated him and sent him on his way with a cheque for £50.

At the second house they presented him an 18-carat gold watch.

The folks at the third house handed him a bottle of 15-year old Scotch whisky.

At the fourth house he was met at the door by a blonde in her lingerie. She took him by the arm and led him up the stairs to the bedroom where she blew his mind with the best s**g he had ever had. When they went downstairs, the blonde fixed him a full English breakfast: Bacon, Eggs, Sausage & Tomato with freshly squeezed orange juice .. As she was pouring him a cup of steaming coffee, he noticed a £5 note sticking out from under the cup.

'All this was just too wonderful for words,' he said, 'but what's the five quid for?'

'Well,' said the dumb blonde, 'Last night, I told my husband that today would be your last day and that we should do something special for you. I asked him what I should give you'.

He said, 'F**k him. Give him a fiver.'

She smiled shyly and said, 'The breakfast was my idea.'

you surely have a story to tell ?? :confused:



Two Middle East mothers are sitting in a cafe chatting over a plate of
tabouli and a pint of goat's milk.

The older of the mothers pulls a bag out of her purse and starts flipping
through photos. And they start reminiscing.

'This is my oldest son Mohammed. He would be 24 years old now.'

'Yes, I remember him as a baby' says the other mother cheerfully.

'He's a martyr now though' mum confides.

'Oh, so sad dear' says the other.

'And this is my second son Kalid. He would be 21'

'Oh, I remember him,' says the other happily, 'he had such curly hair when
he was born.'

'He's a martyr too' says mum quietly.

'Oh, gracious me ....' Says the other.

'And this is my third son. My baby. My beautiful Ahmed. He would be 18,
she whispers.'

'Yes' says the friend enthusiastically, 'I remember when he first started
school'

'He's a martyr also,' says mum, with tears in her eyes.

After a pause and a deep sigh, the second Muslim mother looks wistfully at
the photographs and says...

'They blow up so fast, don't they?'


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NOT INTENDED TO OFFEND ANYONE

ROFL @ they blow up so fast. I know I'm like a total dick for that, but that made me lmfao.

lmao thats such a racist joke, tho it is funny