Tell yoshi bedtime story now

tell yoshi bedtime story now

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Well, like they say in Brooklyn...

DEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAUUUUUUGH

Once upon a time there was OP.
He was a faggot.
The end.

BAGEL

ha ha

Twas the night before Christmas and all through the night not a creature was stirring, well except for Casey and Max. The thought of catching a wink of sleep far behind them, the two siblings were intending to catch a glimpse of ol’ Saint Nick that very night. Every time that they would be close to seeing Santa in the act, an unforeseen circumstance would arise, thus causing the two kids to reschedule. This time, they made sure that their parents were fast asleep so that they could sneak downstairs to catch a glimpse of the Elf himself. Cautiously, the two children slowly descend the stairs. When they were just an inch short of getting downstairs, they hear the rustling of a sack. Believing it to be Santa, they bolted down the stairs. Sure enough, it was the old Elf himself in all of his fat glory.

In his hand was a sack filled to the brim with toys of all kinds; dolls, train sets you name it. He wore a thick, red winter coat, which was complimented by his long pants. His belly was protruding from underneath the hem of his winter coat. It was fairly obvious that years of consuming milk and cookies set out for him finally met up with him. Santa glanced at the children with a look of shock.

“Ho, ho, ho...what are you two delightful children doing up at this time of night?” The two siblings looked at each other for a moment and giggled. “We wanted to see you, Santa,” began Casey “you always give us gifts, but you always disappear when we wake up.” Santa scratches his long beard as if to be deep in thought. “Yeah; our neighbor always tells us that you don’t exist, so we wanted to prove to him that you were real.” Santa chuckles deeply. “Well, it would seem that I can’t convince you two to go back to bed.” He reaches down and pats Max’s head. “So, while you’re here, maybe it’s best that I help myself to some snacks.”

______haha______

I FELL FOR HOURS

Mario Kim face the face with a Koopa Wizard
AND DA FIRE SUMO

Is that it?

I fell for A SECOND

The kids froze up from Santa’s grim response. “Snacks?” mutters Casey. Without any warning, Santa grabs Max and shoves his mouth over Max’s head. Max’s head entered into old Saint Nick’s moist and humid mouth. He peered down the bottomless pit that was Santa’s esophagus. Max attempted to scream for assistance, but they only came out muffled. Max desperately attempted to avoid his fate of becoming a lump of meat in Santa’s stomach, and he kicked and squirmed with all of his might, but it was no use. Max’s head and neck quickly disappeared from sight in one swift swallow. Santa works his way up to his legs, and swallows them down with little effort. Max slid down the wet, mucus-ridden esophagus, and enters into Santa’s gut. As one might’ve imagined, there was a great deal of room to fit at least a lifetime supply of cookies and milk. No wonder he’s so fat. Max flails around in Santa’s stomach as he looks for a way to get out. Santa emits a gassy belch from deep within his gut, which stuns Max momentarily. “Excuse me,” says Santa. He produces a handkerchief from his pocket, and wipes his mouth.

Casey couldn’t believe it; her idol had just devoured her baby brother without an iota of remorse. She watched as Max punched the linings of Santa’s organ, causing impressions of his fists to form on Santa’s fleshy skin. Santa moaned in pleasure from having the small boy’s desperation, but he was far from finished. “Well, Casey, I suppose it’s your turn.” Casey was petrified with fear. She had watched Santa make a meal out of her little brother, and now he was looking for seconds. “Wh...why are you doing this Santa,” she cries.

MARIO, WHEREVER YOU ARE
HYEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAALP

A crazy feminist had a zipper attached to her vagina, and one day her clit got caught in the zipper.

The End.

Yoshi likes bolls.

15 skinnies were running at me when my convoy got ambushed after the IED hit. I only had one mag, the other two guys were incapped.

These skinnies wanted to fry my ass, but they could only hear my steel song.

'night mama luigi

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OH HOURS LONG TIME

The yoshi in this show was cute.

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I was falling for A SECOND

Yeah, he was a bro, best character from that show.

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;_;

DIE!

Still brings a tear to my eye.
And POO POO to my pants.

Okay, okay! Well, it started when I had bagels IN THE MORNING even though I was supposed to be on a DIIIIIIIIIIE-et.