I'm just trying to boost my edit count
It's true. I'm being stupid and saving instead of previewing. And I'm doing this to boost my edit count. so i can have taco?
Why?
To boost my edit count, duh! This is probably the stupidest article on the site. Speaking of which, I like pink. Pink is cool because it is not orange. And orange is lame, mainly because Rachel Ray likes it. YECH! la
Subsection
This subsection has another edit in it. And another. It's about time to add a picture. Hmmm... Which should I choose? Old men like old cheese with old mold and old bakers tools stuck inside like a rolling pin.
“What is that cyclinder shaped thing doing in my cheese?”
Blast, now I have used up my one quote! ZOMG!!!!</ I should give myself more.
Go ahead
and edit this page to boost your edit count. That's what I did! Ah, but I have another quote using the Nicequote template!
“This article is awfully droll.”
- ~ Cat on this article
Hmmm... Now what else can I do?
- dog
- cat
- panda
- elephant
Cool symbols section
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adasdasdasdasd Ok, I'm done with that.
Now I'm just acting like a stupid new person who doesn't know what the preview button is. Those users are dense! And soon recent changes will be mine! All mine! Speaking of which, how about you go dance? Yes, get away from here. Or stay here and edit if you want.
DEAD BABIES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
OOPS I FORGETS TO TURN OFF THE BIGS!
Old sheep!
They are fuzzy. It's like they are covered completely in an afro! They are animal number four on my list of cool animals:
- Hippo
- Llama
- Puffin
- Sheep (Old)
- Fox
- Penguin
- Sheep (Young)
THERE WE GO!
This isn't my kind of style; perhaps I should stop? Nah, this article tastes too much like ice cream to do that. Ice cream, like the northern trees of north town. They are notorious for tasting good (like ice cream) and as a result are often hunted by Tibetians. Ah, randumb links! --> These links are randumb. Now, for the show:
Bob: Look, a snail!
Jimm: Where? Where do you say!?
Bob: Over there in that pit full of spikes! Go jump in and investigate!
Jimm: Ok!
*jumps to death*
THE END.
How was that show? I particularly enjoyed it, but that's just me. And speaking of me, is my ear hair well managed? If it isn't, could you please comb it with my comb made of moss?
See also
- Eh... I don't know. Just go see nothing. Nothing at all.
One last thing
This was made on edit 46.
Keep going then, eh? I mean, wh stop wen you could keep shooting your edits up? Have you noticed that every single sentence in this paragraph has been interrogative? (That means a question by the way.) Now I have to make this paragraph rather large sized. "Why?" you ask.
Why?
Oh bloody hell! It's a panda flood!
yOU DONT KNWO THE POWAH
OH MY BUTT.
lET'S LINK IT UP: From that article whiteh made up suttf:
..What? Ok, give me a 1, give me a 2, give me a 1, 2 -- AAKKK!!!! We now return you to our regularly scheduled program, but first I feel like a double-crust, oven baked pizza. Stella ? STELLA ! STELLLAAAA!!!!! God help me, I'M GONNA TAKE A BULLDOZER TO THIS PLACE!!!!! THAT'S RIGHT, BURN THIS MOTHA.
Oh my God! What happened to that cow?! Clubmed for the dyslexic waiting at the cosmic departure terminal for some coked-out "art student" directing some Bollywood knockoff. Crink, crossout DEM JAWZ! Din mamma, ding ling dong Eep Chongotuphah ? Egon enttäuscht Erq Cnaqn ? Etamrepap Snep Rea Eulb! Fae, I'm a gettin me a Canyonerooooo after I get fushed in Gas Town. Lemme see, gimaladines, Girlvinyl...uh-oh looks like some guys are looking for me. Hey you, git me them their Gold Chess Piece and that copy of Godzilla Attacks London. Now then...
Gospel accordin to me part wun
Ok, everyone ready for groupatation !! Now repeat after me: Guin, Gurggle, Guru pathik, HYAAAAA2A-HYAAAAAA! Ahem, sorry I had the key on your jelly, Hallelujah! Haw-Hawthorne Heights on Heatherpedia, heh. Hello Cough Sorry Cough. Welcome to Hickiland. I'm Hilbert Transform and now I hereby declare this court in session. The Honorable Mention's Nostril presiding. Now then, whare be tha hot pants!
Enough of your ceaseless prattling. "I hate purple gifts" this, "if Jesus was resurrected" that, or the ever present "If this page is not featured, it will die a horrible, painful death", igh! Iiiiiiiiiiiiiilogic!! And now, a lovely poem. Or some such crap. Womyn, hear me roar. To infinity.....and beyond!!!!
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MUSHROOMHEAD ROCKS
Dan Dan Dan Dan-Dun Dun-Dat Data Dah. Did you know that Maff, some goth kid and a wiccan hippie chick started Moanopedia ? It's been banned in over 700 non-existant people and places including Malad Creek, Manana, Marcus Crassus, Massachusetts, Master Chef, Mayor Arsehole, Mega sir junk, Mini Me and moar.
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Im da Scat Mat Man, be de be de be de bop. Senseo, shacaca and the poodle. Shalfubin, shart short-winded on Silent Hill where the, wild, things and live. Buy some stone soup at the Stop & Shop on Strawberry Hill.
Some made up crap like religion, science and leet-speak. Oh Noes, switch to float mode captain! Now read my lips, NO NEW TAXES!! (except for TJ and Teddy McCuddles) How much is teh bworn nosed doggie in the telebox. Ten to one I meet 27 virgins at the Sci-Fi convention hudled together watching their crappy vcr watching an old episode of Monty Python, some Hanna-Barbara cartoon from the 60s, obscure 1980s Japanese anime and other "amazing stories".
Boom Boom!!
Nut-uh. Did you hear about that phone booth in the Mojave Desert ? Or The Hitler Diaries ? Hmm, no ? How about Jimmy Hoffa and his failed sitcom ? Well back to what I was reading.
- The Highway Code
- The Internet Garden
- The Life and Times of That Pirate Guy
- The Little Book of Parables
Oh my, where have all the bears gone ? Die You Eight-Legged Freaks!!!. The amazing inspiring story of the dull and boring long story that never seems to end closes with The button that will destroy the world (all except for the city of Lundumb). Dot, dot, dot...Goose! The fat mole food with dancing shickens from a goat and extra lettuce candy sause yummmmmmmnmm. Look its Elvis!
The quest that was pointless because of one idiot because The robot equivalent of the robot equivalent of captain obvious ate the mighty pear of alpha zee. FINISH HIM!!!
W-W-Who was that guy? in Wag the Dog, ja bibble fo' shizzle ? Tiddles but not tremolo. UC Santa Cruz, UKzunes but no UML. Vremea azi, WENERAT!! Waht teh cihkcn ? Wannabemo ZEEMish, Zon Gon zuchini. Man, this is getting tiring...
Snakes...why did it have to be snakes...
WHAAA I'M ON FIRE!!! One day, my daddy went out to get a pack of cigarettes but never came back. Anyway, I have a plan so cunning you could slap a tail on it and call it a weasel. It involves a certain MP, some bastardized cockney rhyming slang and, in short, I can't believe I ate the whole thing. And now for some unintelligible sounds comming from next door ?
Oy! No French!. That's it, your all barred. And take your stupid games with you. AHH!! What's that smell? And that sound? Wha- how did that gobshite get on the television?! That's some clever text, but there can only be one...
Wait a minute, I'm still working on this one. But of course nobody cares in this land that sanity forgot. Do you know what Doz spelled backwards is ? Alright, is everybody ready to play Bed Ball! No? Um..what about BobThatHead? Cuff? Duck husking? EEEEEEEE! It's FIRE EMBLEM. Nothing to see here. Where did that Hiphopotamus come from ? NOOB HAXOR! Ahhhh!! NO!!!!
Here I sit here broken hearted...uh what? Oh great, not again. Hiccup! BOOBALOOBA! Whoa, that was strange. Wait, where the hell am I? <insert gibberish here>
Who stole my sundae?
Late at night, when you have insomnia, and you a little of this and a little of that, you send one slightly amusing e-mail and suddenly everyone judges you. You say potato, I say your a whore. Whatever.
Your a phoney! A big fat phoney!!
Hold on a minute now, I'm going to read your thoughts. Now then, I'll just turn on the juice, you might experience a minor shock. Now then, once upon a time...
How's the old ball and chain? What do you mean dem govement men took her away ? Why, I'm going to report this to me member of parliment!
Great, that was $12.95 well spent. Tell me oh mighty one, what gems will Hollywood bestow upon us this year?
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