MORE WRITING FOR A SUBFORUM THAT AIN'T EVEN ALIVE

[Ridder]

ONCE AGAIN, I BROUGHT MY SELF TO WRITE WHATEVER I WANTED WITHIN A FEW SHORT MINUTES. DON'T MIND ME. I'M JUST TYPING IN ALL CAPS BECAUSE WHO NEEDS CRUISE CONTROL.

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A man walks into a bar
and gets summarily drunk

and then he walks down a long and poorly lit hallway far in the back of the bar to get to the bathroom
he found the hallway to be unusually long and narrow

when he entered the bathroom, he was greeted by a loud, piercing shriek that brought undeniable pain to his ears and rung his very soul
the shriek had come from a blind old lady who forgot where she left her cat

the man, now shook from his drunken stupor, directed the kind old lady from the bathroom and told her that whatever cat she was looking for wasn't in the men's bathroom.
The kind old lady left, and the man was free to do his business with the toilet.

so he set about closing the door to the bathroom stall, unzipping his pants, and walking over to the toilet when suddenly
a cat sprung out of the toilet bowl and went right for his unguarded lower parts and proceeded to

nestle in the warmth of his undone pants.
The drunken man looked at the cat, all cuddled up snug in his pants on the ground, it looked to be weary, probably from the constant affection of the old lady

and he decided to leave his pants with the cat, figuring it would get back to the old lady in time
wherethen he decided to go for another drink while all the patrons looked on at the man, him strutting about with his wet underwear; many proclaimed, "A man with no pants? THAT IS A CRIME!"

And so that man was thrown out of bar, declared drunk as can be
content with sitting on the side of the road, in his underwear, smelling of pee.