Once there was an ugly barnacle. He was so ugly, that everybody died.The end.
Seriously, you are going to hate this tree.
Fixed.
SpoilerOnce upon a time, there was a racist tree. Seriously, you are going to hate this tree. High on a hill overlooking the town, the racist tree grew where the grass was half clover. Children would visit during the sunlit hours and ask for apples, and the racist tree would shake its branches and drop the delicious red fruit that gleamed without being polished. The children ate many of the racist tree's apples and played games beneath the shade of its racist branches. One day the children brought Sam, a boy who had just moved to town, to play around the racist tree."Let Sam have an apple," asked a little girl."I don't think so. He's black," said the tree. This shocked the children and they spoke to the tree angrily, but it would not shake its branches to give Sam an apple, and it called him a nigger."I can't believe the racist tree is such a racist," said one child. The children momentarily reflected that perhaps this kind of behavior was how the racist tree got its name.It was decided that if the tree was going to deny apples to Sam then nobody would take its apples. The children stopped visiting the racist tree.The racist tree grew quite lonely. After many solitary weeks it saw a child flying a kite across the clover field."Can I offer you some apples?" asked the tree eagerly."Fuck off, you goddamn Nazi," said the child.The racist tree was upset, because while it was very racist, it did not personally subscribe to Hitler's fascist ideology. The racist tree decided that it would have to give apples to black children, not because it was tolerant, but because otherwise it would face ostracism from white children.And so, social progress was made.
But... That's too mean..
It is too Samuel L. Jackson.SpoilerJust kidding, nothing can ever be too motherfucking Samuel L. Jackson.
Once upon a time in Australia...Spoiler... There lived a dingo, not a proud or smart dingo like all the others, but a dingo who was ashamed of his dingoness, every time he looked at his reflection he wasn't happy, he wanted to be cute and cuddly and dingos just can't be cute and cuddly, dingos are made for eating human babies."I know!", exclaimed the dingo "I'll be a fox!". However the silly dingo did not realise that he just cannot be a fox, he had to have been a fox and no matter how hard he tries he can never be a fox. The dingo tried and he tried and he wished and he wished but it was futile, he just couldn't wish himself to be a fox. Then the stupid dingo got gobbled up by a crocodile. The End.Moral of the story: Elegiac you're not a fucking fox, you're a fucking dingo, deal with it.
Nuff said.YouTube
Ur a faggot Harry
Once, there was a boy called rocketman. One night, as he struggled to keep his eyes open browsing his favourite Internet forum, he drifted off to sleep.Then Freddy Krueger raped him in his sleep
I'm no boy......Spoilerson.
fixed, sorry about that m'lady.