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Re: BEA tells a bedtime story

Applerill — Sat, 11 Apr 2015 19:28:23 GMT

Author: Applerill

Posted: 04/11/2015 23:28

There was a mass BEA meetup in London on RSD 2015. Almost every regular had managed to attend. All was going swimmingly until some dickhead went and shat on Romanelli's head. He smiled like Joker Rodriguez, the asphalt weasel, then unbuttoned Romanelli's blouse with sprinkles of Xanax[/i] he'd saved for ejaculation.

Re: BEA tells a bedtime story

Norman Bates — Sat, 11 Apr 2015 15:58:05 GMT

Author: Norman Bates

Posted: 04/11/2015 19:58

There was a mass BEA meetup in London on RSD 2015. Almost every regular had managed to attend. All was going swimmingly until some dickhead went and shat on Romanelli's head. He smiled like Joker Rodriguez, the asphalt weasel, then unbuttoned Romanelli's blouse with sprinkles of Xanax he'd saved

Re: BEA tells a bedtime story

Applerill — Sat, 11 Apr 2015 15:29:23 GMT

Author: Applerill

Posted: 04/11/2015 19:29

There was a mass BEA meetup in London on RSD 2015. Almost every regular had managed to attend. All was going swimmingly until some dickhead went and shat on Romanelli's head. He smiled like Joker Rodriguez, the asphalt weasel, then unbuttoned Romanelli's blouse[/i] with sprinkles of Xanax

Re: BEA tells a bedtime story

Anonymous — Sat, 11 Apr 2015 14:00:46 GMT

Author: Anonymous

Posted: 04/11/2015 18:00

There was a mass BEA meetup in London on RSD 2015. Almost every regular had managed to attend. All was going swimmingly until some dickhead went and shat on Romanelli's head. He smiled like Joker Rodriguez, the asphalt weasel, then unbuttoned Romanelli's blouse with sprinkles

Re: BEA tells a bedtime story

HazeyTwilight — Sat, 11 Apr 2015 13:45:58 GMT

Author: HazeyTwilight

Posted: 04/11/2015 17:45

There was a mass BEA meetup in London on RSD 2015. Almost every regular had managed to attend. All was going swimmingly until some dickhead went and shat on Romanelli's head. He smiled like Joker Rodriguez, the asphalt weasel, then unbuttoned Romanelli's blouse

Re: BEA tells a bedtime story

Norman Bates — Sat, 11 Apr 2015 13:32:56 GMT

Author: Norman Bates

Posted: 04/11/2015 17:32

There was a mass BEA meetup in London on RSD 2015. Almost every regular had managed to attend. All was going swimmingly until some dickhead went and shat on Romanelli's head. He smiled like Joker Rodriguez, the asphalt weasel, then unbuttoned

Re: BEA tells a bedtime story

Anonymous — Sat, 11 Apr 2015 13:22:48 GMT

Author: Anonymous

Posted: 04/11/2015 17:22

There was a mass BEA meetup in London on RSD 2015. Almost every regular had managed to attend. All was going swimmingly until some dickhead went and shat on Romanelli's head. He smiled like Joker Rodriguez, the asphalt weasel

Re: BEA tells a bedtime story

Anonymous — Sat, 11 Apr 2015 11:34:31 GMT

Author: Anonymous

Posted: 04/11/2015 15:34

There was a mass BEA meetup in London on RSD 2015. Almost every regular had managed to attend. All was going swimmingly until some dickhead went and shat on Romanelli's head. He smiled like Joker Rodriguez, the

Re: BEA tells a bedtime story

Anonymous — Sat, 11 Apr 2015 11:14:59 GMT

Author: Anonymous

Posted: 04/11/2015 15:14

There was a mass BEA meetup in London on RSD 2015. Almost every regular had managed to attend. All was going swimmingly until some dickhead went and shat on Romanelli's head. He smiled like Joker

Re: BEA tells a bedtime story

Norman Bates — Sat, 11 Apr 2015 11:00:45 GMT

Author: Norman Bates

Posted: 04/11/2015 15:00

There was a mass BEA meetup in London on RSD 2015. Almost every regular had managed to attend. All was going swimmingly until some dickhead went and shat on Romanelli's head. He smiled

Re: BEA tells a bedtime story

Applerill — Sat, 11 Apr 2015 09:25:37 GMT

Author: Applerill

Posted: 04/11/2015 13:25

There was a mass BEA meetup in London on RSD 2015. Almost every regular had managed to attend. All was going swimmingly until some dickhead went and shat on Romanelli's head [/i]

Re: BEA tells a bedtime story

SquishypuffDave — Sat, 11 Apr 2015 09:05:56 GMT

Author: SquishypuffDave

Posted: 04/11/2015 13:05

There was a mass BEA meetup in London on RSD 2015. Almost every regular had managed to attend. All was going swimmingly until some dickhead went and shat on

Re: BEA tells a bedtime story

Anonymous — Sat, 11 Apr 2015 09:02:15 GMT

Author: Anonymous

Posted: 04/11/2015 13:02

There was a mass BEA meetup in London on RSD 2015. Almost every regular had manged to attend. All was going swimmingly until some dickhead went and

Re: BEA tells a bedtime story

HazeyTwilight — Sat, 11 Apr 2015 08:42:32 GMT

Author: HazeyTwilight

Posted: 04/11/2015 12:42

There was a mass BEA meetup in London on RSD 2015. Almost every regular had manged to attend. All was going swimmingly until some dickhead

Re: BEA tells a bedtime story

Anonymous — Sat, 11 Apr 2015 08:35:52 GMT

Author: Anonymous

Posted: 04/11/2015 12:35

She is the Andy Richter or Ed McMahon of Lip Sync Battle, the sidekick co-host for the main host to bounce their wit, charm, and general thoughts off of. The only reason Chrissy's apparent 'uselessness' is more noticeable is because there is very little wit or charm between her and her co-host (let alone talking). quote unquote

oh wait wrong thread

Re: BEA tells a bedtime story

Anonymous — Sat, 11 Apr 2015 08:30:36 GMT

Author: Anonymous

Posted: 04/11/2015 12:30

Jetlag's a bitch. I need new bedtime stories guys. Reviving this thread both for my own selfish desire for entertainment and because BEA seems to be back into chain stories. Quick Reminder, shit goes down like so:

dividesbyzero wrote:

Hi BEA! I have trouble falling asleep sometimes, so I have collected the world's greatest minds and brightest individuals (that's you bastards) to craft for me the ultimate bedtime story.

We will craft this story TWO words at a time. No consecutive posts. Copy/Paste the entire story before you before adding your words. You win once I fall asleep, or am so entirely disturbed by what you have come up with that I will never sleep again.

That's right, you can add TWO words now. Whoa.

All right once again I will start us off:

There was a mass BEA meetup in London on RSD 2015. Almost every regular had manged to attend. All was going swimmingly until

Re: BEA tells a bedtime story

pa — Sat, 22 Nov 2014 06:02:30 GMT

Author: pa

Posted: 11/22/2014 11:02

Once upon a time, there were three little fishes. Each wore a different color and size of hat. Stone decided to go cyanide fishing but sprayed far too much cyanide in the water; turns out their colors and hats didn't matter so much when they were dead.
The fishes went to the fishes’ heaven and since St.FishPeter really loved their hats and their easy going mood, he called St.FishFrancis and asked him to find a nice place for them close to Mr.Seacucumber’s house. Bubbatown was the land were they lived, but Stone died too. Being angry at his rejection, he murdered the fishes again; turns out you can die in heaven.

But, what if dying in heaven was highly metaphorical for these innocent casualties? Yes, what if indeed all of this was just a coping mechanism for handling the eternal purgatory. In this case, the fishes may not have died at all, or even may have never been alive.
In the land where there were no differences, the sound was merging into silence and light was merging into shining darkness.

Re: BEA tells a bedtime story

WindowAbove — Fri, 21 Nov 2014 17:34:08 GMT

Author: WindowAbove

Posted: 11/21/2014 22:34

Once upon a time, there were three little fishes. Each wore a different color and size of hat. Stone decided to go cyanide fishing but sprayed far too much cyanide in the water; turns out their colors and hats didn't matter so much when they were dead.
The fishes went to the fishes’ heaven and since St.FishPeter really loved their hats and their easy going mood, he called St.FishFrancis and asked him to find a nice place for them close to Mr.Seacucumber’s house. Bubbatown was the land were they lived, but Stone died too. Being angry at his rejection, he murdered the fishes again; turns out you can die in heaven.

But, what if dying in heaven was highly metaphorical for these innocent casualties? Yes, what if indeed all of this was just a coping mechanism for handling the eternal purgatory. In this case, the fishes may not have died at all, or even may have never been alive.

Re: BEA tells a bedtime story

Anonymous — Fri, 21 Nov 2014 16:39:09 GMT

Author: Anonymous

Posted: 11/21/2014 21:39

Once upon a time, there were three little fishes. Each wore a different color and size of hat. Stone decided to go cyanide fishing but sprayed far too much cyanide in the water, turns out their colors and hats didn't matter so much when they were dead.
The fishes went to the fishes’ heaven and St.FishPeter really loved their hats and their easy going mood, so he called St.FishFrancis and asked him to find a nice place for them close to Mr.Seacucumber’s house. Bubbatown was the land were they lived, but stone died too, being angry at his rejection from he murdered the fishes again, turns out you can die in heaven.

But, what if dying in heaven was highly metaphorical for these innocent casualties? Yes, what if indeed all of this was just a coping mechanism for handling the eternal purgatory.

Re: BEA tells a bedtime story

HazeyTwilight — Fri, 21 Nov 2014 15:25:30 GMT

Author: HazeyTwilight

Posted: 11/21/2014 20:25

Once upon a time, there were three little fishes. Each wore a different color and size of hat. Stone decided to go cyanide fishing but sprayed far too much cyanide in the water, turns out their colors and hats didn't matter so much when they were dead.
The fishes went to the fishes’ heaven and St.FishPeter really loved their hats and their easy going mood, so he called St.FishFrancis and asked him to find a nice place for them close to Mr.Seacucumber’s house. Bubbatown was the land were they lived, but stone died too, being angry at his rejection from he murdered the fishes again, turns out you can die in heaven.

But, what if dying in heaven was highly metaphorical for these innocent casualties?