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The toaster kills Chuck Norris
 
Chuck Norris emerges from the smoke of the explosion, and goes on to beat a Korean raptor.
 
A Korean rapper disses you while laying down some beats (blud)
 
A Korean raptor toasts himself after listening to Beethoven's Ninth Symphony.
 
Beethoven's 9th symphony is stolen by dingoes led by the Vietnamese, North Koreans, and Chuck Norris.
 
Beethoven's 9th symphony is stolen by dingoes led by the Vietnamese, North Koreans, Chuck Norris, and Toasters
 
Chuck Norris' 9th toaster (for some reason, he keeps breaking them when the toast doesn't pop, go figure) is stolen by Ludwig van Kim, a North Korean martial arts expert, who promptly trades it to a raptor who goes by the codename "Viet," for a broken mirror, two bombs, and your bed.
 
A toaster wakes up in my bed with a raptor stuffed with a broken mirror and two bombs. Chuck Norris then breaks the toaster and plays the 5th Symphony in G Major while beating up a Vietnamese martial arts master.
 
A vietnamese man wakes up to find his toaster has been stolen!
 
A Vietnamese man wakes up to find his wife has been stolen by his toaster.
 
A Vietnamese man wakes up to find his wife is a toaster.
 
Toaster wakes up to find it's wife is a piece of toast.
 
A wife wakes up to find her husband is a piece of Vietnamese.
 
A wife wakes up to find her husband is a piece of Vietnam (without a toaster in)
 
A Vietnamese rapper wakes up to find a piece of toast listening to the 1812 Overture.
 
A dingo, a raptor, and Chuck Norris walked into a bar. The dingo looked in a broken mirror and, realising that he had only wounded his pride, sat down to a meal of whole grain toast, although the ringing in his ears made him think that he was at a rap concert. The raptor suffered internal bleeding and was rushed to a Vietnamese hospital where he was stuck listening to the last copy of Bethovan's 9th in the waiting room, repeated over and over for hours. Chuck Norris walked so hard into the bar that he knocked himself back into the year 1812 and landed into bed with a with the wife of a Korean symphony-writer.
 
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