Let's make a story line by line! 2.0.

There was once a very short banana farmer named Stanley.

He had a wife named Charlene, but Charlene wasn’t too happy about the banana business.

In fact, she hated bananas so much that she burnt the farm to the ground.

Charlene was arrested promptly. But when she was thrown in jail, she met a new lover.

This shocked Stanley, since it was not a co-ed institution.

This love was a woman who went by the name of Catchall

Catchall had a nasty mustache and wore a lot of plaid.

Except when she was in a prison jumpsuit

Catchall really preferred overalls…

Charlene didn’t care—she only cared about the mustache.

Than one day, in a tragic fire, Catchall lost their mustache…

and, to humiliate her even further, was severely beaten by the grammar warden.

Charlene was so upset that she hung herself with a shoelace.

When Stanley heard the news, he burnt down the newly planted banana farm.

The entire populace was able to get high from the burnt banana skins, which made Stanley feel better, a lot better.

Unfortunately, all the banana spiders came out of the bananas during the fire and began attacking everyone…

However, the banana slugs had a moveable feast, thereby enabling the story line to continue.

Then the banana creatures “slugged it out”.

Little did they know that one of the slugs was a spy for Justin Bieber.

The Bieber slug was outfitted with a teeny-tiny closed-circuit camera on his little slug head, and it was beaming all it saw back to the Bieber HQ in Stratford, Ontario.

In the War Room at Bieber HQ, Bieber sat engrossed before a huge monitor, watching over a heaping bowl of dog kibble as the melee played itself out. He didn’t notice a toady approach with a tray of condiments. When the toady cleared his throat as toadies do, Bieber, turning, spied the huge salt shaker. He blanched and screamed “Oh No!”

Hey! I just found this sequel to the story game. Should have posted it in the first one.

“I have a gaping wound! Please don’t sprinkle that salt on it!”. The toady laughed and began pouring the salt all over his wound.

The toady laughed maniacally as he said under his breath that Bieber must pay for all of the music he made that the toady had to listen to. You see the toady didn’t like Bieber, and had made plans on how someone must pay!

With Bieber now passed out from sheer pain, the toady invited everyone over for a nekked pancake party and stuffed Bieber in a closet.

Beiber suffocated and died.

The world made the day that Bieber died a holiday.

Until @queenie banned it.

But everyone hated @queenie for it, because the rest of the world did not like Bieber!

@queenie Banned it because she did not want to remember Beiber, ever. She hated him more than any one else.

But Stanley the banana farmer had found a new occupation in talent scouting and was charged to find new talent to replace Bieber!

Stanley is back!

Stanley stumbled upon a boy named Frenwich Prechosliyev.

Stanley said, “first thing we have to do is change that name, ever considered
Charlene Prechosliyev!”

“No!” Frenwich said.

Stanley concedes and ask Frenwich if he wants a peanut butter and nanner sandwich?

On the third day, Bieber appeared to Fenwich in a vision, and spake unto him thus: “eat this bread in remembrance of my perfect hair and eat this banana in remembrance of my teeny weenie.”

Bieber spoke to to Fenwich in reply. “Almighty Fenwhich, to make repercussion for the torture I’m responsible for all of the unpleasant cacophony and
bad motion pictures about my life. And don’t let me get started about the bad haircuts I’ve inspired!”. “I am SO sorry. How may I pay,oh wise one? I am sorry!, and will be forever!”

Fenwich said “you need to talk to the banana man” he holds the wisdom, and will help purge you of your guilt if you’ll find Charlene in the after world and kick her the shins!!!

Stanley fired Frenwich/Charlene and killed Bieber dead… again. He decided to make a living in selling condom balloon animals instead. One day, on the streets of Hurgisburgis, a young woman came up to him and asked him, “how much for the giraffe?”

He replied $20, but it’s totally worth it. Would you like a demonstration?

“Yes, please!”, she replied. Stanley whipped out a yellow Trojan Double XX, blew it up and started flailing and twisting it all around. What resulted was nothing close to a giraffe, it was more of a badger with its head cut off.

Stanley got arrested for doing such a perverted twisted thing. In jail he met the women named Catchall.

Weirdly enough she was his cell mate. Before he could ask her how they have co-ed jail cells in here, Catchall tore off her orange jumpsuit.

And transformed into WONDER WOMAN.

Albeit a naked Wonder Woman. Which Stanley didn’t mind at all.

But then a security guard dropped a bucket of water accidentally, all over her and she started to melt.

“I’m melting, meelllttiinn…......”, she screamed. Now a puddle of nakedness, Stanely was now cold and lonely in his cell. One day, CRASH!!, the Kool-Aid man burst through the wall and said, “OH YEAH!”

Then he exploded into a million smithereens and was never to return and annoy someone, ever, again.

Now, covered in fruit punch flavored Kool-Aid, he headed to the co-ed showers.

Where he saw the ghost of wonder woman (formerly catchall) having a shower.

He tried to reach out to her, but she disappeared. Poor Stanley just can’t catch a break these days. Until one day…

A new female inmate arrived…

“Hello, handsom”, she said, “My name is Vironica.” She had the face of an 80 year old Russian whore, but the body of Irina Shayk.

But he was desperate, so…

he covered her body with a cardboard box and made out with her face. After a long night of caressing her face and licking it all over he decided he was going to marry her.

But he couldn’t as they were behind bars.

So, he just sucked on her face some more until one day, she was released from jail. She removed the cardboard box and said goodbye to Stanley. “Thank you for sucking my amazing face!” She was gone. Stanley moped, cried, and fell into deep depression.

And he, sadly, forgot that his tongue was numb from having licked too many banana slugs. That worsened his depression.

eventually he died, leaving behind what little he had to his cousin Mandy, who lived in Canada

She received the two dollars and fifty-five cents in the mail on October 5th, 2052. When she open her virtual mailbox and saw the money, she burst out with…

annoyance and put the money into the charity box. She was a very rich woman who owned MCFonalds

McFonalds, previously McDonalds, was bought out by Sir Frank Fonald, the King of the United States of America. After Civil War 2 in 2043, a king now replaced the president. Sir Fonald established a…

a non-establishment rule.

This rule was to not close any McFonalds in the U.S. until after his reign. And also to add fish tacos to the menu.

This was a big mistake, as nobody except Mandy liked fish Tacos. Not even her own boyfriend Mac…

Flounder. Ironic, given his name. So, after Sir Frank Fonald died of mercury poisoning, apparently, his son, Prince Displeasing presumed the throne.

and married Mandy.

Mac Flounder was flabbergasted. “How could she?!” he exclaimed. The next day, Sir Displeasing was found dead in his bedroom. He received multiple blows to the head with live fishes. Detectives were on the case 24/7 for 5 years until they found this one clue:

A 50 cent coin. It had Mac’s fingerprints on it and was found in Sir Displeasing’s bedroom.
Turns out Mac had stole the money that Stanley had sent to Mandy who had put the money into the charity box.

And so the story came full circle. Mac was imprisoned for 3 years in the most luxurious jail this side of the Mississippi. Mandy was allowed to keep the 50 cent coin in remembrance of Stanley. But, 3 years later, after Mac was released from prison, he went on a quest to find Mandy.

and said he loved her with all his heart and wanted to have a baby with her.

Mandy agreed but on one condition…

He would name the baby either Stanley or Mandy.

He said, “No” and ran off to find a new woman who would like to name their kids Manley or Standy.

He eventually found one named candy.

They fell in love, had two children named Manley and Standy. They lived happily ever after until one day, Sir Displeasing rose from the dead as a zombie and lurched toward Candy.

and died again.

Until one day he rose for the second time as a zombie and lurched toward Mac.

and then died again.

Until one day he appeared as a ghost in their home and wreaked havoc on all their knickknacks.

Until he ceased to exist.

Mac and Candy wondered why Sir Displeasing would rise from the dead twice and then become a ghost if only to dishevel their beloved knickknacks. Until they came upon the answer…

They were hallucinating.

BAM! All of the sudden they were in straight jackets inside of a padded cell. Had all of this story been a hallucination? A big burly man opened their cell door, he was…

Barack Obama reborn and alive!

Santa Clause in a Jailer’s suit!

He was the amazing shape shifter and had gone from the President of the United States of American to St. Nick himself.

Mac shivered as he felt a sudden chill in the room.

The Amazing Shape Shifter brought a case of popcicles with him.

“HURRAY!” Cried Mac and and Candy. It was soooo hot in there and now they had a chance to cool off.

“Can I have a blue one, please?”, asked Mac. The Amazing Shape Shifter said, “Oops, these are for the cell next to yours. Sorry.” He closed the door behind him and left.

Mac and Candy began to cry. “Oh cruel world! When are we to leave this wretched place?!” They sobbed into each others arms.

BAM! Mac woke suddenly in his bed. “Oh man, what a crazy dream!” His wife, Dandy, was there sleeping soundly next to him. Then, their was a knock at the door…

Mac ignored it till whover it was went away. Then he snuggled next to Dandy again and began nibbling her ear…

Her ear fell off. Mac opened his eyes and noticed that she was just a mannequin. A male mannequin at that.

Mac was horrified… And then blinked. The mannequin was just a dream. But he began to wonder why would dream of a mannequin and a male one at that? What could it all mean???

He decided to ask about it on Fluther.com. His question was: “What does this dream mean?”. It was met with a lot of groaning and sarcastic replies.

Until one reply gave him all the answers. It read : ” You’re gay.”.
Mac then went out in search of another gay guy to have a relationship with.

He found a bar called The Flaming Flamingo. The line went practically around the entire building. 73 hours later, when he finally got up to the door, the bouncer said, “Sorry, we’re closing”.

Mac then decided to create a new gay bar. After many years of planning, decorating and redecorating, his new bar was ready to open. The bar was redecorated yet again and a contest was announced- “NAME OUR NEW BAR!” The grand prize was no cover charge and free drinks for a lifetime. Thousands came and entered the contest. Finally the name was announced: ???

This new bar called ??? was a huge hit for the locals.

All went well until the truckers found it. There was no room for 18 wheelers to park, but the truckers came and parked their trucks anyway. Soon the whole town was a gridlock of parked and abandoned trucks all pointing in the direction of ??? Bar.

Since, business was booming. Mac decided to build another bar on the other side of town in order to get most of the trucks out of ???. This new bar will be called ????.

This bar also was a huge hit, especially with the truckers….

A baby was born in India, his parents decided to name him Saatatya, which means never ending. Little did they know that destiny would connect these worlds.

20 years later, Saatatya, now a fully grown man, always dreamed of owning his own business. He had been following Mac’s nation-wide chain of bars in America. When Saatatya found out Mac was opening his latest bar called ?????????????????????????????????????????????, he decided to travel to Arkansas and see if Mac would help him run his own ?bar.

But Saatatya thought, what about that baby ostridge in Kenya, why could he not get it out of his head and how did the ostridge fit into this destiny?

After opening his first ?bar, called ?Saatatya, Saatatya was viciously attacked by the baby ostridge from Kenya. It had flown first class on Kenya Air, but the airline lost his luggage which contained chloroform that he planned on using to subdue and murder Saatatya with. So, the baby ostridge from Kenya just beat on his head with it’s sharp beak.

After this Saatatya, had recieved a letter. He was given a Gold mine in Siberia and shotly after closed all his bars and stepped onto his destiny as he stepped onto the Siberian Express.

Then to die as there was a huge train crash involving the Siberien Express. There were no surviviors, not even Saatatya.

So the tiny ostridge inherited everything.

The tiny ostridge was confused as to what sort of life he would lead now that he was rich. That, and he also had no idea what he looked like, and whether he would be able to attract a female of any species, (seeing as how he probably was the only living ostridge in the world), so the Jelly below me will tell us what an ostridge looks like

The ostridge looked in the mirror and saw himself. “Oh my, this is not going to be easy.” But, just then, a female ostridge was walking toward him.

The female ostridge was actually a mirage, but she looked remarkably like an ostrich. This is a relief! I thought for a while there we had an undiscovered species on our hands!

Saddened by this, the ostridge decided to make a blow-up female ostridge to occupy him for the time being.

@snowberry I think you can spell it “ostridge” or “ostrich”.

@erichw1504 I cannot find that spelling in any dictionary. Here’s a link to one http://dictionary.reference.com/browse/ostridge but whatever! So the ostridge married the blow up doll and they lived happily ever after…until!

@snowberry here you go.

The doll popped. The ostridge cried his eyes out for days. After he was done crying, he decided to build a blow-up ostridge factory. This way he could never run out of blow-up ostridges.

@erichw1504 That’s DISGUSTING and inappropriate.

@snowberry Sorry, it’s the only one I could find.

@erichw1504 Lmfao!!
But the factory expolded whilst he was in it.

So there he was, a mangled burned remnant of tiny ostrich. Not much left of him for sure. On the other hand, you could truly say his blow up doll finally blew up!

Now, on the opposite side of the world, in Mactabaru, a little girl was taking a walk in the woods, wearing a bright red hood…

And at that very same moment an alien vessel had just entered the galaxy. It was the great warlord Zazu Whatshowanni in search of a red hooded cape for his beloved.

Zazu turned on his electrostatic red hooded cape detector with extra zoom ability, and immediately located the little girl’s red cape. His eyes lit up with glee.

He teleported her into the spaceship and went off, far into the stars…

The girl looked at Zazu and said, “My what large ugly tenicles you have and what a large ugly space ship, where are we going and when will you take me home?”

I will never return you until you give me your red red cape! And feed me all the goodies in your basket too..

The girl shrugged. I can’t take it off. My mother was afraid I would, so she sewed me into it. But you can have the basket. I hate that stuff.

Zazu looked through the basket, but found nothing he liked. “What else you got?”, he asked.

“You can have a lock of my hair for luck…” she said. “Oh, and my pony tail holder too. It pulls my hair and hurts me.” With that she…

skipped away without a backward glance. Zazu was stunned.

Zazu made a case to hold the lock of hair and displayed it on his desk at work. One day, his boss came over and said, “So, Zazu, how are those TPZ reports coming?”. Zazu said…

“The Tortoise Power Zip report has been finished up for a while. I put it on your desk last month.”

“But I don’t have a desk!” protested his boss.

“Yes you have.”, he replied. “You suffer from dementia, remember? You must have forgotton.”
His boss looked confused and walked away, scratching his head.
Zazu breathed a sigh of relief. Phew!

Than Stanley woke up to the smell of burnt bananas and thought, oh my, that was a horrible dream!!!!

He was back in his prison cell, and very cold as Candy wasn’t anywhere in the room.

Then Stanley noticed a small button in the corner of the cell. He pushed the button, and…

It started to snow in the cell! Turns out he had pressed the button and the overhead roof had opened up, letting al the snow inside the cell!

Stanley looked vainly around the room for things he could stack up so he could climb out. Finally he stood the bed on end and began to pull himself up to the roof.

But slipped and broke his leg.
AS he lay there in the cold snow, wincing in agony…

a group of beautiful inmates came in and started dotting on him and caring for him, and he thought, crap I’m dreaming again!!

But he wasn’t!

THEY were the ones dreaming. In the meantime, he hitched himself up and created a splint for his leg. He tied it on with dream stockings from his doting admirers, and began to once again pull himself up to the roof using only two arms and one leg. The leg hurt, but not so bad he couldn’t stand it (he was a tough guy)

As he neared the top, Stanley fell again! This time breaking his left arm and collar bone.

So what else to do, but turn into a pile of goo and slime on up to the top and…?

his doting admirers swarmed over him. They soon became one massive pile of goo. It waffled and shimmered in the sunlight. After time passed it began to gain shape.

Inevitably forming into a clone of Brad Pitt.

But this Brad Pitt was not an exact double. For one thing he only weighte 98lbs. For another thing he did not have any movie contracts. It was the pits.

It decided to call itself Brad Alternitt and go find some food to eat. It had a sweet tooth for ground radishes with BBQ sauce.

Brad began to search for radishes. As a new clone he had no idea where he might find such things. He looked in a hardware store, in a dress shop, and in a gas station, but he could not find any radishes or BBQ sauce.

So, he decided to ask his neighbor, Bob Barker. “There’s a convenient store about a mile from here. Take a left at the light and head past the strip club. It will be on your left.”

“Thanks, Bob! Can I ask you one question?” replied, Brad.

“Sure.”

“Are you serious mate? That store closed two years ago due to the zombie invasion. Duh! Where the heck have you been all this time?”

“I was an un-clone at the time, and shortly after that I was a pile of goo, and then I became what you see before you today,” he replied.