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Once upon the end, dark skies loomed above the expansive golden beehive.
Feverish buzzing was heard from inside.
The farmers contracted pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis and asked, "Who's entitled to health care compensation?"
"Not you" retorted the wisecracking parakeet.
"The BEES are too goddamn fuckable" said Wonk.
The bees despised farmers, so Wonk spread dust all over, causing pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis to the pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis doctors.
Without doctors, corpses began spreading everywhere- to the east side, from the secret club where bees were too "The Dr.Bees"-like to mess around chugging honey.
Severed Bee-Gees fans plotted evilly about how to kill the captain of my lacrosse team, Paul Blart, who drives a clown car, is looking for insecticide bottles.
Once found, his lips will embrace the love of mortality and beef.
Meanwhile, far away, "Blood" was played by The Cool DJ "Good Beats Fister Apister".
Man screamed while he ate a whole bag of wasps to prove the farmers were stupid.
They were. Yet they were oddly attractive despite their stupidity.
It turned out that Beepsky was flirting with the HoS, while bees started dancing and ERPing (Extreme Role-Playing).
NanoTrasen Security, disarming the honking TTV, typically don't contract Kawasaki.
Eat pills, die horribly, get bullied. That is just how mafia works.
Elsewhere, fuckable bees sang the good ol' songs about torrenting serbian literature to Wonk, thoroughly unimpressed.
The cats in hats catching rats, sworn enemies, hissed at the farmers saying, "The last thing you'll ever need is Filgrastim for excessive hotboxing inside a combustion chamber of combusting. And beef."
Elsewhere, the Bees visited Wonk in "FLEX DUNGEON" where muscular owls stripped. Then the KABOOM happenned.
"Goodbye China", OMJ laughed.
Paul Blart mall-farted in the mall. Blart then found a secret Blart cart that exploded really loudly.
Deafening noise blarted across the planet Blart, which trembled and ran quickly toward the giant segway, but it weighs 20,000,000,000,000,000 gigatonnes and is heavy.
Not even Macho Man can flex the handlebars of this Blart Brand™ Segway™.
Wonk then simply fucked an ordinary partner over when his owl started abusing special offers, one being FREE COUPONS, the other one being Buy-One-Get-Rekt™ Free.
The Deals™ dominated the entire wonk fandom for aeons.
Haunted us with poltergeists and bad sentence structure Supper Bowl™. [sic]
Regretting his last utterance, Blart jumped