The 5 Word Story Game (4059 views, 556 replies)

The objective is to add 5 words to the existing story.

You can change the story as much as you like in those 5 words.



In a land filled with

nice people that are good

lived a very very very

nice but awkward fellow who

sang diddle iddly Irish tunes <br> <br> <br> <br> lol I keep changing this cos mousie and I keep hitting enter at the same time. :)

and ate nothing but caviar

which gave him fish breath

so the ladies stayed away

small bits of spittle flew

into the mouth of an

little black cat that said

said give me that nice

cold wine to wash it

down with my disgusting caviar

and the spittle you've supplied

But now I should go...

use Listerine and brush my

dentures otherwise I might not

get a kiss from that

goat who has nice eyes

and disco dances to the

beat of Dancing Queen and

Staying Alive whilst gobbling down

Pistachios and double Bloody Mary's

until the goat looks sexy

and slips into something comfortable

but easily removable since we

have Vodka which is a

sure sign we will quickly

get drunk and fall down

eating skittles and singing songs

about love and peace plus ...

dancing until the sun's up

then go out in search of

aliens dressed in short skirts

speaking in tongues while blasting..

bowls of ganja into the...

sunset whilst two or three

went high into the sky

ate some meat and then ..

and gets a fresh salad

to share with his pet

toilet whilst his tummy rumbles

because toilet ended up eating

Meanwhile, a couple miles away,

in search of ripe cadavers

of midgets exploring subterranean

tunnels rumored to have anti

That they need to grow

strong enough to contain the

tiny little creatures that will

implant microchips in your brain

and they will then begin

to slice and dice your

brain and also they will

toast it with sides of

Canadian bacon and cheese slices

Seeing their work is finished

And then next they can

drink Drano and dance Tango

buckets and mops and cleaning

floor with a snorting straw

wee wee wee little piggy

high on crumbs and vodka

spurting and oozing from every

orifice, things weren't looking so

peachy keen, they were dead

set against bringing anymore roofies

jesus, mary and joseph what

were they all thinking last

should have been dipped in

the blood of their enemies

instead of all that pee

peeping around the corner little

dwarf dude got some in

his pipe and smudged his

lipstick while choking on pee

nuts and all the wee

pudding layered with vomited up

window gave everyone a fright

in their knickers and pants

but without their shirts on

they shivered and drank wine

and invited the window peepers

to be like Jeepers Creepers

and wear their skin after

sweets, snacks, beer and wine

in the back of a

Gladly they threw them away

before the preacher arrived to

He was tired of their deviance

from the GPS coordinates on

their intended path of destruction

banning all non compliant memebers

who dare defy the will of

the lizard god with two

drooping wattles making his voice

screeching and squawking and hoarse

Needed a drink of water

to speak more clearly and

to sing about his passion

for the lizard queen's sister

who wore a little pink

skirt that made him forget

that he wasn't a girl

way to a rock concert

with his willy tucked back

in his knickers so that

he could go on pretending

life is but a song

So sing that song LOUD

enough to distract the dwarves

and the evil killer bats

just long enough to break

the silence and also find

the key to the blue

room where the small people

learn new ways to catch

but pass it off as beef

with sriracha sauce and fresh

Served raw with bone marrow :D (mmm I am getting hungry)

and now with stomachs full

blood sausage and blood pudding

all kind of barbeque dishes

double deep fried toe nails

and suddenly their bowels exploded

all over the creepy stalker

who secretly enjoyed it because

it would make no difference

since they smelled like poop

But they decided that they

were all too very blessed

to let those things bother

others who'd have enough crazy

situations to deal with already

up ur arse you mule

with a little wire brush

too blessed to be stressed

may as well get undressed

and dance around to music

go sell crazy somewhere else

like a three ring circus

in the shadow of greatness

shining light upon the clowns

and the one lame duck

an obvious sad female troll

who has nothing better to

say than bless your heart

and the best of luck

Bye Bye little lame duck

you donkey with your rubbish

Poet and didn't know it

But would not show it

fools often hide their shame

Just one more crazy dame

lame shadow of troll defame

No one else to blame

going down the proverbial drain

Has a messed up brain

lets have Canadians destroy Canada

I'll have a vodka rocks?

everyone headed down to the

river for some skinny dipping

to consecrate and accentuate bits

ate their own toe nails

because they heard it would

enhance their latent psychic abilities

The crossroads and under bridges

because they are needed for

storing the balls and nails

for gagging and restraining the

donkey, mule, hens, ducks, salmon

especially salmon because those fishy

pick your nose are sticky

since you keep sniffing glue

and honey and eating wall

paper, things are getting blurry

and we're getting giddy snorting

and down the stairs in

a futile attempt to get

a snow-cone from the ice-cream

and shout and let it

drink it down, way down

almost leaving none to share

to show they care less

for the survival of their

we have to go meet

and greet, smell my feet