One-Word Story

[DreadfulCadillac]

"Once, Twice, and three times," said Trogdor the Troll Burninator. He soz another one a shrubbery bring some wine for sobriety tests. But, more beer rutabaga. Me and my shadow strolling quietly through sunlit jailyards. My left quadricep hurts when plainclothesmen whack it pleasurably while watching Christmas carolers dig graves for Santa and his elves. Meanwhile, back in Whoville, peas slurped and chomped while the rabbits from Rabbitville that had purple toenails after mating wondered what foxes say when caviar gets fried with babies and gasoline. Hilariously, Bogner the Oaf fried tomatoes in whale legs along the Danube. Also, Bogner's aardvarks frolicked carefree with tires that smelled tire-y while burning. Unfortunately, proof that Bogner was an idiot was discovered, resulting in investigations from Congress without warrants. So he sued Facebook, Twitter, Instagram, Newsweek, and the rest. Gilligan traveled far from Bogner, to another town: fearing trains are actually radioactive. During the suing, goats, Facebook, and Tronald Bloomberg cried. Trogdor trolled all snow leopards in the mud despite challenges from the fairies from outer space, so he waited for asteroids to dance Around under a meteorite. Snap! The Wing

 

[Godly Luke]

"Once, Twice, and three times," said Trogdor the Troll Burninator. He soz another one a shrubbery bring some wine for sobriety tests. But, more beer rutabaga. Me and my shadow strolling quietly through sunlit jailyards. My left quadricep hurts when plainclothesmen whack it pleasurably while watching Christmas carolers dig graves for Santa and his elves. Meanwhile, back in Whoville, peas slurped and chomped while the rabbits from Rabbitville that had purple toenails after mating wondered what foxes say when caviar gets fried with babies and gasoline. Hilariously, Bogner the Oaf fried tomatoes in whale legs along the Danube. Also, Bogner's aardvarks frolicked carefree with tires that smelled tire-y while burning. Unfortunately, proof that Bogner was an idiot was discovered, resulting in investigations from Congress without warrants. So he sued Facebook, Twitter, Instagram, Newsweek, and the rest. Gilligan traveled far from Bogner, to another town: fearing trains are actually radioactive. During the suing, goats, Facebook, and Tronald Bloomberg cried. Trogdor trolled all snow leopards in the mud despite challenges from the fairies from outer space, so he waited for asteroids to dance Around under a meteorite. Snap! The Wing broke

 

[DeletedUser41674]

Once, Twice, and three times," said Trogdor the Troll Burninator. He soz another one a shrubbery bring some wine for sobriety tests. But, more beer rutabaga. Me and my shadow strolling quietly through sunlit jailyards. My left quadricep hurts when plainclothesmen whack it pleasurably while watching Christmas carolers dig graves for Santa and his elves. Meanwhile, back in Whoville, peas slurped and chomped while the rabbits from Rabbitville that had purple toenails after mating wondered what foxes say when caviar gets fried with babies and gasoline. Hilariously, Bogner the Oaf fried tomatoes in whale legs along the Danube. Also, Bogner's aardvarks frolicked carefree with tires that smelled tire-y while burning. Unfortunately, proof that Bogner was an idiot was discovered, resulting in investigations from Congress without warrants. So he sued Facebook, Twitter, Instagram, Newsweek, and the rest. Gilligan traveled far from Bogner, to another town: fearing trains are actually radioactive. During the suing, goats, Facebook, and Tronald Bloomberg cried. Trogdor trolled all snow leopards in the mud despite challenges from the fairies from outer space, so he waited for asteroids to dance Around under a meteorite. Snap! The Wing broke, Bang!

 

[DeletedUser42619]

Create a story with one word at a time!

Rules:

1. Only one word at a time.
2. No double posting (unless this is inactive for over two weeks)
3. Word must fit in with the sentence being created before it.

To start it:
Once...

There

 

[Lannister the Rich]

Once, Twice, and three times," said Trogdor the Troll Burninator. He soz another one a shrubbery bring some wine for sobriety tests. But, more beer rutabaga. Me and my shadow strolling quietly through sunlit jailyards. My left quadricep hurts when plainclothesmen whack it pleasurably while watching Christmas carolers dig graves for Santa and his elves. Meanwhile, back in Whoville, peas slurped and chomped while the rabbits from Rabbitville that had purple toenails after mating wondered what foxes say when caviar gets fried with babies and gasoline. Hilariously, Bogner the Oaf fried tomatoes in whale legs along the Danube. Also, Bogner's aardvarks frolicked carefree with tires that smelled tire-y while burning. Unfortunately, proof that Bogner was an idiot was discovered, resulting in investigations from Congress without warrants. So he sued Facebook, Twitter, Instagram, Newsweek, and the rest. Gilligan traveled far from Bogner, to another town: fearing trains are actually radioactive. During the suing, goats, Facebook, and Tronald Bloomberg cried. Trogdor trolled all snow leopards in the mud despite challenges from the fairies from outer space, so he waited for asteroids to dance Around under a meteorite. Snap! The Wing broke. Bang! There goes

 

[Godly Luke]

Once, Twice, and three times," said Trogdor the Troll Burninator. He soz another one a shrubbery bring some wine for sobriety tests. But, more beer rutabaga. Me and my shadow strolling quietly through sunlit jailyards. My left quadricep hurts when plainclothesmen whack it pleasurably while watching Christmas carolers dig graves for Santa and his elves. Meanwhile, back in Whoville, peas slurped and chomped while the rabbits from Rabbitville that had purple toenails after mating wondered what foxes say when caviar gets fried with babies and gasoline. Hilariously, Bogner the Oaf fried tomatoes in whale legs along the Danube. Also, Bogner's aardvarks frolicked carefree with tires that smelled tire-y while burning. Unfortunately, proof that Bogner was an idiot was discovered, resulting in investigations from Congress without warrants. So he sued Facebook, Twitter, Instagram, Newsweek, and the rest. Gilligan traveled far from Bogner, to another town: fearing trains are actually radioactive. During the suing, goats, Facebook, and Tronald Bloomberg cried. Trogdor trolled all snow leopards in the mud despite challenges from the fairies from outer space, so he waited for asteroids to dance Around under a meteorite. Snap! The Wing broke. Bang! There goes my

 

[DeletedUser36555]

Once, Twice, and three times," said Trogdor the Troll Burninator. He soz another one a shrubbery bring some wine for sobriety tests. But, more beer rutabaga. Me and my shadow strolling quietly through sunlit jailyards. My left quadricep hurts when plainclothesmen whack it pleasurably while watching Christmas carolers dig graves for Santa and his elves. Meanwhile, back in Whoville, peas slurped and chomped while the rabbits from Rabbitville that had purple toenails after mating wondered what foxes say when caviar gets fried with babies and gasoline. Hilariously, Bogner the Oaf fried tomatoes in whale legs along the Danube. Also, Bogner's aardvarks frolicked carefree with tires that smelled tire-y while burning. Unfortunately, proof that Bogner was an idiot was discovered, resulting in investigations from Congress without warrants. So he sued Facebook, Twitter, Instagram, Newsweek, and the rest. Gilligan traveled far from Bogner, to another town: fearing trains are actually radioactive. During the suing, goats, Facebook, and Tronald Bloomberg cried. Trogdor trolled all snow leopards in the mud despite challenges from the fairies from outer space, so he waited for asteroids to dance Around under a meteorite. Snap! The Wing broke. Bang! There goes my insurance. Rifles

 

[DeletedUser40546]

Plunder

 

[Captain Christian]

Sorry I put multiple things, just trying to make sure this story at least makes sense.

 

[Hazel the Pirate Queen]

Drinking

 

[Dr. Smite]

Once, Twice, and three times," said Trogdor the Troll Burninator. He soz another one a shrubbery bring some wine for sobriety tests. But, more beer rutabaga. Me and my shadow strolling quietly through sunlit jailyards. My left quadricep hurts when plainclothesmen whack it pleasurably while watching Christmas carolers dig graves for Santa and his elves. Meanwhile, back in Whoville, peas slurped and chomped while the rabbits from Rabbitville that had purple toenails after mating wondered what foxes say when caviar gets fried with babies and gasoline. Hilariously, Bogner the Oaf fried tomatoes in whale legs along the Danube. Also, Bogner's aardvarks frolicked carefree with tires that smelled tire-y while burning. Unfortunately, proof that Bogner was an idiot was discovered, resulting in investigations from Congress without warrants. So he sued Facebook, Twitter, Instagram, Newsweek, and the rest. Gilligan traveled far from Bogner, to another town: fearing trains are actually radioactive. During the suing, goats, Facebook, and Tronald Bloomberg cried. Trogdor trolled all snow leopards in the mud despite challenges from the fairies from outer space, so he waited for asteroids to dance Around under a meteorite. Snap! The Wing broke. Bang! There goes my insurance: Rifles, Plunder, and Co. Drinking mayonnaise

 

[The Lady Redneck]

diluted

 

[Dr. Smite]

Once, Twice, and three times," said Trogdor the Troll Burninator. He soz another one a shrubbery bring some wine for sobriety tests. But, more beer rutabaga. Me and my shadow strolling quietly through sunlit jailyards. My left quadricep hurts when plainclothesmen whack it pleasurably while watching Christmas carolers dig graves for Santa and his elves. Meanwhile, back in Whoville, peas slurped and chomped while the rabbits from Rabbitville that had purple toenails after mating wondered what foxes say when caviar gets fried with babies and gasoline. Hilariously, Bogner the Oaf fried tomatoes in whale legs along the Danube. Also, Bogner's aardvarks frolicked carefree with tires that smelled tire-y while burning. Unfortunately, proof that Bogner was an idiot was discovered, resulting in investigations from Congress without warrants. So he sued Facebook, Twitter, Instagram, Newsweek, and the rest. Gilligan traveled far from Bogner, to another town: fearing trains are actually radioactive. During the suing, goats, Facebook, and Tronald Bloomberg cried. Trogdor trolled all snow leopards in the mud despite challenges from the fairies from outer space, so he waited for asteroids to dance Around under a meteorite. Snap! The Wing broke. Bang! There goes my insurance: Rifles, Plunder, and Co. Drinking mayonnaise diluted in

 

[The Lady Redneck]

Once, Twice, and three times," said Trogdor the Troll Burninator. He soz another one a shrubbery bring some wine for sobriety tests. But, more beer rutabaga. Me and my shadow strolling quietly through sunlit jailyards. My left quadricep hurts when plainclothesmen whack it pleasurably while watching Christmas carolers dig graves for Santa and his elves. Meanwhile, back in Whoville, peas slurped and chomped while the rabbits from Rabbitville that had purple toenails after mating wondered what foxes say when caviar gets fried with babies and gasoline. Hilariously, Bogner the Oaf fried tomatoes in whale legs along the Danube. Also, Bogner's aardvarks frolicked carefree with tires that smelled tire-y while burning. Unfortunately, proof that Bogner was an idiot was discovered, resulting in investigations from Congress without warrants. So he sued Facebook, Twitter, Instagram, Newsweek, and the rest. Gilligan traveled far from Bogner, to another town: fearing trains are actually radioactive. During the suing, goats, Facebook, and Tronald Bloomberg cried. Trogdor trolled all snow leopards in the mud despite challenges from the fairies from outer space, so he waited for asteroids to dance Around under a meteorite. Snap! The Wing broke. Bang! There goes my insurance: Rifles, Plunder, and Co. Drinking mayonnaise diluted in Moonshine

 

[Dr. Smite]

Once, Twice, and three times," said Trogdor the Troll Burninator. He soz another one a shrubbery bring some wine for sobriety tests. But, more beer rutabaga. Me and my shadow strolling quietly through sunlit jailyards. My left quadricep hurts when plainclothesmen whack it pleasurably while watching Christmas carolers dig graves for Santa and his elves. Meanwhile, back in Whoville, peas slurped and chomped while the rabbits from Rabbitville that had purple toenails after mating wondered what foxes say when caviar gets fried with babies and gasoline. Hilariously, Bogner the Oaf fried tomatoes in whale legs along the Danube. Also, Bogner's aardvarks frolicked carefree with tires that smelled tire-y while burning. Unfortunately, proof that Bogner was an idiot was discovered, resulting in investigations from Congress without warrants. So he sued Facebook, Twitter, Instagram, Newsweek, and the rest. Gilligan traveled far from Bogner, to another town: fearing trains are actually radioactive. During the suing, goats, Facebook, and Tronald Bloomberg cried. Trogdor trolled all snow leopards in the mud despite challenges from the fairies from outer space, so he waited for asteroids to dance Around under a meteorite. Snap! The Wing broke. Bang! There goes my insurance: Rifles, Plunder, and Co. Drinking mayonnaise diluted in Moonshine was

 

[The Lady Redneck]

Once, Twice, and three times," said Trogdor the Troll Burninator. He soz another one a shrubbery bring some wine for sobriety tests. But, more beer rutabaga. Me and my shadow strolling quietly through sunlit jailyards. My left quadricep hurts when plainclothesmen whack it pleasurably while watching Christmas carolers dig graves for Santa and his elves. Meanwhile, back in Whoville, peas slurped and chomped while the rabbits from Rabbitville that had purple toenails after mating wondered what foxes say when caviar gets fried with babies and gasoline. Hilariously, Bogner the Oaf fried tomatoes in whale legs along the Danube. Also, Bogner's aardvarks frolicked carefree with tires that smelled tire-y while burning. Unfortunately, proof that Bogner was an idiot was discovered, resulting in investigations from Congress without warrants. So he sued Facebook, Twitter, Instagram, Newsweek, and the rest. Gilligan traveled far from Bogner, to another town: fearing trains are actually radioactive. During the suing, goats, Facebook, and Tronald Bloomberg cried. Trogdor trolled all snow leopards in the mud despite challenges from the fairies from outer space, so he waited for asteroids to dance Around under a meteorite. Snap! The Wing broke. Bang! There goes my insurance: Rifles, Plunder, and Co. Drinking mayonnaise diluted in Moonshine was the

 

[DeletedUser38368]

Once, Twice, and three times," said Trogdor the Troll Burninator. He soz another one a shrubbery bring some wine for sobriety tests. But, more beer rutabaga. Me and my shadow strolling quietly through sunlit jailyards. My left quadricep hurts when plainclothesmen whack it pleasurably while watching Christmas carolers dig graves for Santa and his elves. Meanwhile, back in Whoville, peas slurped and chomped while the rabbits from Rabbitville that had purple toenails after mating wondered what foxes say when caviar gets fried with babies and gasoline. Hilariously, Bogner the Oaf fried tomatoes in whale legs along the Danube. Also, Bogner's aardvarks frolicked carefree with tires that smelled tire-y while burning. Unfortunately, proof that Bogner was an idiot was discovered, resulting in investigations from Congress without warrants. So he sued Facebook, Twitter, Instagram, Newsweek, and the rest. Gilligan traveled far from Bogner, to another town: fearing trains are actually radioactive. During the suing, goats, Facebook, and Tronald Bloomberg cried. Trogdor trolled all snow leopards in the mud despite challenges from the fairies from outer space, so he waited for asteroids to dance Around under a meteorite. Snap! The Wing broke. Bang! There goes my insurance: Rifles, Plunder, and Co. Drinking mayonnaise diluted in Moonshine was the last

 

[Dr. Smite]

Once, Twice, and three times," said Trogdor the Troll Burninator. He soz another one a shrubbery bring some wine for sobriety tests. But, more beer rutabaga. Me and my shadow strolling quietly through sunlit jailyards. My left quadricep hurts when plainclothesmen whack it pleasurably while watching Christmas carolers dig graves for Santa and his elves. Meanwhile, back in Whoville, peas slurped and chomped while the rabbits from Rabbitville that had purple toenails after mating wondered what foxes say when caviar gets fried with babies and gasoline. Hilariously, Bogner the Oaf fried tomatoes in whale legs along the Danube. Also, Bogner's aardvarks frolicked carefree with tires that smelled tire-y while burning. Unfortunately, proof that Bogner was an idiot was discovered, resulting in investigations from Congress without warrants. So he sued Facebook, Twitter, Instagram, Newsweek, and the rest. Gilligan traveled far from Bogner, to another town: fearing trains are actually radioactive. During the suing, goats, Facebook, and Tronald Bloomberg cried. Trogdor trolled all snow leopards in the mud despite challenges from the fairies from outer space, so he waited for asteroids to dance Around under a meteorite. Snap! The Wing broke. Bang! There goes my insurance: Rifles, Plunder, and Co. Drinking mayonnaise diluted in Moonshine was the last thing

 

[WinnerGR]

Once, Twice, and three times," said Trogdor the Troll Burninator. He soz another one a shrubbery bring some wine for sobriety tests. But, more beer rutabaga. Me and my shadow strolling quietly through sunlit jailyards. My left quadricep hurts when plainclothesmen whack it pleasurably while watching Christmas carolers dig graves for Santa and his elves. Meanwhile, back in Whoville, peas slurped and chomped while the rabbits from Rabbitville that had purple toenails after mating wondered what foxes say when caviar gets fried with babies and gasoline. Hilariously, Bogner the Oaf fried tomatoes in whale legs along the Danube. Also, Bogner's aardvarks frolicked carefree with tires that smelled tire-y while burning. Unfortunately, proof that Bogner was an idiot was discovered, resulting in investigations from Congress without warrants. So he sued Facebook, Twitter, Instagram, Newsweek, and the rest. Gilligan traveled far from Bogner, to another town: fearing trains are actually radioactive. During the suing, goats, Facebook, and Tronald Bloomberg cried. Trogdor trolled all snow leopards in the mud despite challenges from the fairies from outer space, so he waited for asteroids to dance Around under a meteorite. Snap! The Wing broke. Bang! There goes my insurance: Rifles, Plunder, and Co. Drinking mayonnaise diluted in Moonshine was the last thing I

 

[WinnerGR]

Once, Twice, and three times," said Trogdor the Troll Burninator. He soz another one a shrubbery bring some wine for sobriety tests. But, more beer rutabaga. Me and my shadow strolling quietly through sunlit jailyards. My left quadricep hurts when plainclothesmen whack it pleasurably while watching Christmas carolers dig graves for Santa and his elves. Meanwhile, back in Whoville, peas slurped and chomped while the rabbits from Rabbitville that had purple toenails after mating wondered what foxes say when caviar gets fried with babies and gasoline. Hilariously, Bogner the Oaf fried tomatoes in whale legs along the Danube. Also, Bogner's aardvarks frolicked carefree with tires that smelled tire-y while burning. Unfortunately, proof that Bogner was an idiot was discovered, resulting in investigations from Congress without warrants. So he sued Facebook, Twitter, Instagram, Newsweek, and the rest. Gilligan traveled far from Bogner, to another town: fearing trains are actually radioactive. During the suing, goats, Facebook, and Tronald Bloomberg cried. Trogdor trolled all snow leopards in the mud despite challenges from the fairies from outer space, so he waited for asteroids to dance Around under a meteorite. Snap! The Wing broke. Bang! There goes my insurance: Rifles, Plunder, and Co. Drinking mayonnaise diluted in Moonshine was the last thing I should have done.