A Welcome Ride

* METAL NOISE! Clang! * Went the sound of swords. The two warriors were also matched. It seemed as if their minds were one.

Meanwhile, the clock ticks to the bomb time time was 3 minutes and 50 seconds.

Esteban froze. He knew they were in a world problem. He thought the project out to beat the Gentleman Engineering Mystery Which Has Face Covered With Crimson Mask of X, using the best friends and best lovers, but he overlooked a fatal problem: The space shuttle misery, boredom and potential death was too great. More than seven miles long and three friends could never run with MMX rooms before the explosion of epic proportions. They should help, but where? Things seemed in trouble for the new amigos. The problem piles so high as the sky? Yes.

"We are dying on the boat," said Edward, including the fate completely in hand. Thomas nodded. The three wept, embraced and danced. Then there was a distant sound. First, a low murmur, growing louder with each second. The Amigos began to sound out "HUUUUEEE! ! HIIISSSSSSSSSS! ! GGGRRRRRROOOOWWWWLLLLLL! ! ! ** SOUNDS OF WHALE **!!!" The amigos smiled from ear to ear with a smile as big as the smiling clown's just not like red noses and without circular beast! Aurelius, Stavros, and the Fighting Potepenko all happened. "Jump on our backs. We will kill all MMX! ! said the animals unsuitable in unison. Esteban, Edward and Thomas slight but tired jumped on. The shit was about to go down.

At 400 miles, Rufus began his journey to meet his master, Ramses. So far, their plan was perfect. The legion would be governed by the two Egyptians again.

A Duel Begins

The Thomas and Edward indiscreetly coughed while full fumigation the pit of dead secret top that Esteban had constructed (by virtue of orders of the mean Ramsès mischievous imp). The two louts youth adopted, for what they believed to be the last time. "It was an honor and a privilege to be your better friend, my noble Thomas." The Edourdo to low voice with his last breath. The two are collapsed. Inside their body, their pumped heart with a big vigor, the two was not immobilized. Someone had a project that implied the two lovers.
Machine Aggro sit in the swimming pool of robotics Potepenko all the two does bleep bleep very strong, as the bomb countdown. The sonorous too strong signal called the attention of a member of the Legion that slept in his horse of the sea, refuges. Fashilo slipped in the piece. "Which seems to be the problem Aggro and Potepenko? Which is this irritating noise Tooting? "The two androids did not reply, they say simply in the bath together. Fashilo knew that something did not go. "Robots" It pushed a cry. The engineer hippocampe had an imperative work to do it, it has gone out its tools and began his business. The clock of the time to the bomb to read four minutes.

After setting up his space ship to the shuttle of the Legion, Mario jumped on board (after decompression) and run as quickly as its legs could take it for the lodging of the order of edge, stopping itself uniformly to vomit. It was determined to obtain this antidote. "I see that you are sick, you should do to kill for a simple one." Says a familiar voice, stifled by a mask crimson with a X over. Mario returned itself and pulled his sword. It was time for a fight duel.

Esteban (now free of the bad spirits), regained his secret hiding place. It raised the big boltand weight dead entered into the room. It verified the beaten heart of the boys, they were stronger than never. It used volatile salt to awaken them. "Esteban the traitor!" Screamed Edward. "Not" Esteban assured the clearly and without skeptical surprise boys. "It was a false assassination. I needed Mystery Man Crazy X to think that you were dead, while in fact you are in life and ready to help me to kill it once for all! "The three smile meet friends. "We have a project." They all thought.

A Project Completed

Aggro of automation waddled in the whole vessel spatial no cent meters, to the research of high and low one for the whale robot. It knew not why it had if quickly to the research furtively for the whale, but it knew that it had a mission, and if the plan was not realized with the elegance and confidence in itself, it would be in a pile problem. His cord nutrition began to bleep, it verified, twenty five percent of the accused again impoverishing the layer. It has accelerated the rhythm.
Esteban put its glasses sun black and smile until the ears. The Thomas and Edward were tired It from the exorcisme and of need of sleep. "I know just the place for you to do the siesta together." Esteban said in his impression to be the better one man. The simple amateurs easily are cheated. "Show us please!" They said together. Esteban drove the two eccentric ones of his hiding place top secret. The two young ones deposited in the bed, happy to be together and free from the devil. They heard the massive closed door and the sounds of huge sluices heavy big. "Esteban?" The said Edward with the nervous tone. There is not response. The two lovers and of better friends began coughing, they heard gaseous noises, they had been drivings in a trap! Esteban removed its glasses. Its eyes were black as night. The boys were in a fuck monticule.

"We are at some minutes of the Man Mystery of the Big X and the spatial shuttle of misfortune!" Mario said, while it drove his new vessel and to drink Labrador drinks dear Labrador. Potepenko and prepared Aggro their weapons, they were ready for the battle of their life. They did not know, there was something that had taken the check of the vessel, more something poorly than themselves.

"The trap shrewdness was set up for the Thomas and Edward." Said Esteban. "Perfect project." Mystery Man X said. The left demon the body of Esteban and enter into the mystery X Man's. It was in total check of the Legion.

Robotics Potepenko of the sensor began exploding bleep. The robotics Aggro had finished his work while finding his partner to the bomb. The time-switch began checking down below, five minutes before that the misfit ones were terminated by the explosion. Little time after, nevertheless, the world would be a surer place.

The Exorcisme

The Mario had trouble. The problem of epic proportions large. Mario, Brawl and Potepenko (in the process of moving areas of water) had to go to outer space, a place of Mario and his mother had promised he would never return to. Also, the Man of Mystery Engineering X with X has decorated his mask on in the world was also wounded. If the robot version of the crocodile with a heart of gold has met with the robot version of the fin whale with the slippery, the numerous (and Man of Mystery) would be over. However, there was boredom worse for Thomas ...

Two months prior, the Thomas and Edward were in the house of Ramses summer vacation on the coast of Egypt. Lots of relaxing, fishing, and ghost stories. One night, when drunk, Ramses was the devil enter the Thomas. Two months of that day, the devil is present in the ravages of Thomas and cause. Today was two months.

On the Space Shuttle titanium, Thomas was hot. His temperature was 105.2. Thomas's eyes were black (a sure sign that the devil was in Thomas). Edward was the accident nervous, sure that his best friend and lover of man as a gentleman would perish. They needed an exorcism. Only one man in the legion has been certified to exorcism. "Esteban! the Edward yelled, visibly shaken. "Esteban, PLEASE COME EARLY. YOU NEED TO ELIMINATE THE DEMON OF THE INTERIOR OF THOMAS "Edward said. The male nurse from Spain came to meet the room. He had not performed an exorcism and was in two years a little rusty, but he needed help.
"DEMON! REMOVAL OF THOMAS AND SHOW YOUR UGLY FACE AND DEFORME "Esteban shouted with fervor and the bravado of a young John Wayne. Thomas was about to die. "KISS YOU! yelled the demon. Esteban has been determined. "I HAVE SAID REMOVAL! Esteban screamed so loud it hurt sensitive ears of Edward. The demon has left the body of Thomas. All were good. Edward and Thomas have kissed and embraced Esteban.

Minutes later the eyes of Esteban turned black. Esteban had the project. Legion? The world's nuclear problem type Dérangère major proportions

Message in a Bottle

The three amigos celebrates on the earth for two consecutive days. They drank their delicious wine, they danced, they darken, then they danced a little more. It was the one of the better parties, is of them had never been at. until it came to a crash and to put horrible fine. "I think that I will be sick." Said Aggro with a tear to form itself in his eye. It vomits violently and completely. Mario and followed Potepenko the same manner, vomitings until their intestines injured and the throat were red as the fire of the sun of now. They have each shouted noisily pain and the gag. Collected Mario the last bottle of wine that they had drunk. "It ya a message in this bottle!" Screamed Mario. It broke the pitcher in glass and took the message. It read aloud that she.
Cherished Mario, Potepenko and Aggro,
You are traitors and masters of treason and you believe that I do not know any your treason? I make fun of of that, for I knew all to the long one. I suppose now that you read this message, you threw your interior violently, which renders happy me. It ya currently of the documents a toxic mortal poisons in your body, and I am the only one with the solution remedy. It seems that you must come back to the space! But attention, for (as you know it well), it ya a bomb on the ready vessel to explode! In this case, you will not be able to heal and of you every deaths of miserable death. The clock turns, my dear friends, take advantage of your disease. You are in a planet danger.
Accused of reception of the one immoral,
Mystery Man of Engrave X


"We were betrayed!" Mario saved itself. "We need a space ship, and we have need of it on the double!"
During this time, in the space, Stavros awakened. The creature big necessary snakes to find computerized Aggro, it is only a time question before finding what it looked for. The legion was unquestionably an obstacle for a fixed sum.

A New Passenger

"It is without any doubts pleasure to be on this spatial shuttle of vacation and of relaxation and of recreation master, Mario. Hoist. Said Stavros that it slipped to leg pants of his friend and around his size. "How are you going today, my partner in the crime?" It asked. Mystery Man of X (while carrying his suit and the mask of Mario) tried to remain the point and composed, but it did not like the snakes and did not want the torsion of snakes and to slip on him. "I go well, thank you Stavros. Can you go to prepare my dinner? "Man mystery said in his imitation of Mario false better. Big smile Stavros, but at the far end of his heart and his soul, it knew that something was different. It had a project.
Under the vessel, in his spatial highly scientific sui, John Devereaux used plungers to climb alongside the exterior one vessel. It found the door and the opens. It leans on the button of decompression and removed his body the space. It needed to rediscover his friend, with quick attentiveness.

"Do excuse me, Aggro? Did you notice something different about Mario since that we are trip on the space ship? "Stavros asked his better friend and worshipper. Looked at Aggro the gigantic snake with its red eyes, the cross crocodile crocodile did not say a word. It seems that Mario does not have any program of the animal to begin to speak, a costly error. "You are a robot!" The snake yelled. Unexpected Stavros the loquet on the back of the animal and saw his cord nutrition, it was load, it was at forty percent. "Jesus Christ." Stavros murmured as it goes out. Aggro waddling on the piece to find Potepenko.

John Devereaux carried out a meticulous research for his friend, the mysterious man, his childhood friend, the one that it was as larrons some fails with. It needed him to find, or it would be too late, the legion would have stopped existing. The legion must survive in the world to survive. Little John does not know, it is only the beginning of a massive fuck battery.

"Greetings poorly!" Mario, Aggro, and said Potepenko to the other as they drank the very night. All was well with the three amigos. At least currently, which is. In the long term, they were in a penalty world.

The Perfect Project

Big Mario, the leader of the underworld, and the new owner of $ 1,000,000,000 looked like the space shuttle tore into space. The size of the smile on the face of Mario was legendary. His project has begun to perfection. Potepenko swam to Mario in his new mobile device sea. The fighting came as von Courage. They laughed. This draft Mario was violent. This project was brilliant. Mario has thought of every possible obstacle ... except one.

The three friends drank the "Rigatoni Mario was the leader of the legion and now was not the leader but the leader would again soon" wine. Bu, the Fighting has requested that the draft was because he had forgotten. "It's simple," added Mario. "The project was designed after I had taken enough cocaine to kill a large bear gray. I created versions of robot Potepenko and Brawl. Perfect replication of beautiful creatures. Instead of is made of flesh, Potepenko included the explosion develops. The Robot Fighting was the trigger to explode Potepenko. Once the battery Fighting Robot hits 50%, BOOM! ! ! Of course this would have killed many inappropriate rustic, but more Importantly, it would have killed the Man of Mystery X Evil Genius Evil with an X on his mask. " The fight was very impressed by his boss.

In its satellite, John Deveraux Mario looked and heard the details of the project. John Deveraux had a friend in this world: The Man of Mystery X. He took his phone. The Mystery Man? It was John D. Please connect to the Fights. I have no time for details. I'll be there soon. " The draft Mario crashed in a transported. Fun stopwatch on earth? Sur.
The draft Mario crashed in a transported. Fun stopwatch on earth? Sur.

Everyone Has A Price

"Everyone please form a single line! All on board of the spatial shuttle Mario Rigatoni for vacation and Escape from Mystery Man X of Engrave! "Mario screamed through a microphone while blowing in a mist horn. The aligned members of the Legions, one by one. Mario was with his buddy, his reconciled love, Mister Aggro von Fortitude. Held Aggro a planchette to pair of pliers to the hand, delimiting the name of every member of the Legion as they obtained on the spatial shuttle. "Hello Potepenko, I am happy that you could make it!" Said Aggro that the gigantic slipped whale on board of the vessel with a made to order spatial combination. Big smile Potepenko, but it has a forgery mouse, the huge whale had a secret secret. The legion was in fact of a bomb for the horrible ones.

Mario took a stuffed one of whisky inexpensive. "Do you think that my project will walk?" It At-il asked his restarted friend. Huge smile Aggro, "Yes, I believe that it will be the work of my father. Your project is all simply to put everyone to the security, in orbit, far horrible man mystery, do I have reason? Do you have not again ulterior motives, they exact? Am I in security in this hypothesis? "Aggro began worrying. This Etait-ce a conspiracy? Mario began massing the gnarled and dented skin of the monster of crocodilians (LOLOL!). "You have reason, soft as candies friend. This is my project. "Aggro was raised. Mario rubs his radiant moustache. "I have ulterior motives." The crazy doctor thought about itself.
The motors began roaring. The younger space legion were ready to start up. Pomadoro was the most nervous one of the collection of the Misfits. Toro rubbed itself the back and manages him a glass of red wine and a bullet of meat. Its nerves themselves calm. The launch siren was given and all attached ones to their seats. Soon, they would be free Mystery Man X. Potepenko floated in his swimming pool spaces, distressed by his own treason.

Outside of the spatial shuttle, Mario was put back a canvas bag. It opens it, and counted his content. "Perfect quantity of money. He says with a mouse. "Are you sure to want to do that?"

"Absolutely that I do." Mystery Man X said that it slipped on his mask Mario. The evil not to walk on the vessel. "Good-bye forever." It said to Mario. Mystery Man X went to find Potepenko. A tear began forming itself in his eye, it had of the doubt to betray the Legion. But it was too late. The poorly was done. The legion was in a battery fuck seems undeniable.

Exterior Space

A new saga! (Please to excuse the Inmate 20089 story, that was a trickery)

"My heart is beating the drum. PROSPEROUS LUB OF BOOM-A-dubbed "said Potepenko, who had the heart to race and fins very wet. Mario had called an emergency meeting in secret. Pomodoro was nervous. Mario was not the leader of the legion for two months now, and he missed the power of respect and wine. Mr. Mystery Man Comic Men's X was in power. He was ruthless and did not tolerate the behavior lazy. It was not a coincidence that it was hard on members of the legion. They were lazy rustics most concerned with fun and get shit faced that doing anything that resembled work hard.

At the secret hideout, the members began to arrive. They all shook hands, embraced, kissed and made other things ... things more inconvenient. MMX did not flirt of his slaves and they had begun frustrated. They liked the release. "This is so much fun, but where is Mario? This meeting for the good of Mozzarella! cried Fashilo who has literally amazing time. "MARIO"? yelled Aurelius. "WHERE YOU ARE? HUE! ! ! HUE! ! "

There was the brilliance of light and then smoke. There was a noise and then Mario came quickly. "Hello all members. I do not have time. Surely this looks MMX secret meeting by his telescope diamond. It can triangulate our position in less than nothing. You have a choice. Would you stay here on earth, serving the man with the mask for the next 100 years, or you want to take a vacation? asked Mario. There was a noticeable buzz in the audience. Pomodoro began to sing his third song of success: "We have a choice and we must do or Mario is crazy and I like ground nuts too! The battle ran and walked to and fro. "To where is our vacation, our former boss and our genuine love interest of mine"? asked the Brawl. Mario feared this question. Mario loved his family members legion. He has extra closely. If there was one thing he knew more than anything else, there was a place they feared strong. A place that they did not go to jurors. "We will go into outer space," said Mario silently and slowly. Each member but vanished immediately. Rodriguez was killed in fear. Mario has remained calm. They would leave immediately.

Inmate 20089

Foreseen Mario in his bed, incapable to budge. It opens the eyes. "Where devil am I?" Mario thought about itself. Sudden, the door of his cell opens with a big noise: "Hello, Mister Rigatoni, how was your sleep?" Mario was confused. "That are you?" Required, perplexed Mario. "I am your nurse, my name is Esteban. Please to take your medicines so that I can untie you. "Mario looked at its arms and the legs, they were attached to the bed. "Pious holy to kiss problem whore." Thought Mario. What that did arrive him?

At the far end of his underground den of the spying, a project among the projects is being created. The entire legion worked there over, linked up between them as if they were slaves, as the new boss of the legion looked at them, by intermittence to whip the members of the Legion that worked not rather strong. "The beautiful project." Mystery Man X said, in soft his moustache and his beautiful beard with a wider mouse than never. Mario looked at through his bullet of magic crystal, it was necessary to do something to this subject. But what?

Mario was awakened by an electric shock. "This will do nothing but to harm for a moment." Said Esteban. An electrode is placed on the side of the head of Mario. It yelled pain. Esteban to put a syringe in the arm of Mario and injects him. Mario fell in a deep sleep.

Mystery Man X cracked a blow of whip on the back of Robo Eduardo. The robot began bleeding. This was effectively a pile of world-wide problems. All of a sudden, robo-édouard received a message text of the brain of the former boss of the legion. "I came to save you. Love, Mario. Said the message. Robo-édouard was raised.

Carried out Esteban Mario in his cell. It put it in his bed, attached it to the bed, and the there left to sleep. It closed the door behind him and it locked with the big heavy sluices. To the exterior one door, it says: "Inmate 20089: Mario Isabelle Rigatoni. Very dangerous and crazy. "Interior of the cell, dreamed Mario. crazy dreams of the animals and projects of conversation. Did all be a dream? In his dream world, Mario had a project to save the legion. "I have a project." Mario said in his sleep. Esteban looked at through the movie camera of security.

Pomadoro vs Potepenko?

Hello my soft succulent ones as a pillow to the levain, massed to the perfection Edward,

I lacked you a lot. I did not see you since that you played and I the page and the transparency game, where we one another of oil and to slip you my huge nose and then I you kick with my butcher in the ocean! These big ones remember of the two of us, but to save those of another day. Today I write you for an important reason, a reason of life and the death, at once of our existences in the balance. My new enemy, Potepenko, the boiling monster of a whale, it exists a system for you cutting down. It fears that you want to take more legion. It fears straight, soft master of mine. It is of your turn to take the legion, and not the homicide Mario. We must kill the whale and save ourselves and the universe, it cannot have peace. In the opposite case? fuck pile.

I like you,

The king of all, except for you soft as a crepe again but sour as a drop of eraser Edward,

Pomadoro.

Bonjour Edward

Hello My Edward

I am very concerned. Today I was on my way to the gym to treat my body (especially the biceps and triceps). On my way I passed the house of Mario for a special blend of "Mario Rigatoni for using steroids and muscle gets the largest" wine. I could not find Mario if I went for the diabolical genius with the mustache as heat as the sun's surface. Nowhere. Then I heard voices. Man express. Three distinct voices. One was Mario. One was the John Deveraux. One was a mystery. What should we do?

Love always and forever as the rain falls in tropical forests,

Fashilo Michaels

As Larrons Some Fails

Hello, my darling one as a boy small button that goes by the name of Mister Thomas,

It is your friend since a long time lost. You probably heard related back to me as much different names. The unknown ones being the one of the them. Well, you know me by my true name, Mystery Man X! I heard certain things, the young Thomas, distressing things. I peruseed what thinks the legion of Mystery Man X, and some are moved and anxious. Nevertheless, of others are not so worried, because they believe that I am Mister Mario? Mario is an imposteur! I am the true mysterious man Mister X equally known under the unknown names. I will show my face to the legion soon. For the moment, does not budge. Do not stir the jar, do not budge the things. It suffices to sit quietly you do it always, charming and charming pupil. The end of the unknown multitude is located nearby.

As larrons some fails,
to the day where we die,
X.

The Curse (The Conclusion)

The Conclusion of the sky meeting. Please to enjoy.

Ramsès and Rufus waddling in the house of mozzarella. The legion (less some significant associates) were to have an eve in the honor and to gladden itself and to moan itself of the life of their better friend and lover, the aggro. They did not know, Aggro had a project of his swelling. Ramsès floated to the ceiling, and immediately apparent radiated a magic charm on the Legion. They have each a washing of brain immediately, and they began scanning the name of Ramsès. Potepenko floated quietude and scanned the name of his new sovereign one. Pomadoro lying on the back, also singing. The prophecy of the sky decision Ramsès and the earth and the hell soon was going to come to not at all peak. The world-wide problems puts themselves. The member to not to wash the brain was robotics Mario, for a machine cannot be bewitched. It had a project.

Published Aggro the leg of Jacques. "I am grieved of you, my dear girlfriend. I am living! I counterfeit my own death, and I have a project! "The two members kissed. "Take me to the shadow of the miniature horse Donald, for it holds the key of the preservation of the legion! The time is gasoline. "The two placements in quest of the soul.

Curse Ramsès almost was finished, it was extremely close of the stop of the Legion. It caressed his magnificent Beart and rubs the back of his under fife, Rufus.

Aggro and Jacques, Holy donald, always attached. They relaxed it. "Donald, you know what you must do. Goes to do it! "Said Aggro. Adrift left Donald to a speed Aggro had never believed possible.

Ramsès was about to to say his last magic word when suddenly something strange, enter into his body. It went counts without delay, that it was too late, it had been possessed by a ghost! The curse was withdrawn Legion. Everythign returned to the normal one. Ghost Donald forced Ramsès to attain in his coat pocket, go out his gun and pull on Mario. Robo Mario is dead instantly, Ramsès next the weapon against him and pulled, die also. The legion rejoiced. They believed Mario to be dead. There was peace.

Of his secret den, Mario looked at hollow his bullet of crystal. "A project failed." It whispered to his hibou. "That they have their peace for a day, tomorrow, we begin our project REAL." It widely smiles and put on his mask X. It had a project.

The End

Bonjour Thomas

My dear darling one and simple and luminous Thomas,

It is of your better friend, your lover, your friend that everyone calls us "as larrons some fails." This is me, the unknown. I write you because you are in the house of the mozzarella, the evil God of the sky that reigns on the sky with an iron fist. I am on my way towards the house to cause destructions of the foreign legion, and I need your assistance. For, assuredly, you know it, a bigger fuck battery than life and colossal extent takes a disposal on the point of view of the legion, just in front of their eyes. What or that is the mountain the fuck that you ask? It is... the unknown one!

I come soon, please you hang.

I like you,
The without name.

The New Arrivals

The members of the Legion shouted deafening, the tear to big drops and humid, for they believed that their fearless and audacious boss had been cut down. Aggro, pretending to be dead, but again well living and well. (A lot Nevertheless it was again a bleeding of the injury of rifle because, let us acknowledge it, the poorly built robot Mario did not know the first thing on the subject of the healing of the wounds. It comes jammed briefcases in paper on her.) Pomadoro, with tears that flowed as a river course of water, realized Aggro with his trunk the nose to the grave of the Legion. The legion be quiet itself.

"Huuuueeeiiiiiii! We need the proof that the Aggro king was killed! Hoot! Big said Aurilius Mario. Mario caressed his thick moustache with its long fingers and a stuffed one with moon to shine house. "You done an excellent argument, soft hibou.

"The crazy doctor says calmly. It has gone out his cell device and sent a message.
"Fuck whore." Mario of automation is said when it received the message of the human brain "Mario. The said message: "To bring me the head of the Aggro king to prove to me, your father, that the wild creature was killed. Your existence in depends. "A monticule problem of epic proportions fell on the area of application of Mario of the machine.

The robot Edward without head with prudence and furtively searched the house of mozzarella for indices on the location of Mario. It furtively walked to the exterior one and jerky two members of the unknown Legion. "Robot Hello Edward, I am the Ramses. I am here for the domination of the world. "Rufus hit the unconscious robot and placed it on his back. Ramsès and his animal of company entered internal walked of the house.

"We just as well could burn the body." Jacques said, while looking at Aggro that pretends to be dead. Fashilo nodded the head in agreement. Jacques began a fire. Sudden launched Aggro outside the bag of the body. It chomped towards the bottom on the leg Jacques. It had taken them in hostage.

Mario awaited patiently a response of his robot, but it did not receive. It would not be while receiving one of so early, that Ramsès and Rufus had a storm of envisaged fuck, and one will not be pretty. There was a huge problem of intermingling pile and the night only had just begun.

Self Aware

The robot with a not held head the crucifix in front of the ghost horse miniature and began saying the prayer "Our Mozzarella, that is at the skies...". The blood of the revived animal began bubbling and boil. It screamed noisily. The robot without head spoke. "Say me the secrets of Mario and the man mystery of the mysterious X!" A fuck storm furtively moved itself to the horizon.

Mario of the robotics looked into the alligator to die mixed with crocodile. "Please to save me." The said Aggro with a murmur, it closed the eyes, a member of the Legion soon not more to be living. "Set up him!" Screamed Mozzarella to that it believed to be his brother, but was all simply nothing of more than some pieces of metal and devious sons. "I will not lack to save it." Automation Mario said gently. It becomes aware of oneself, it develops human feelings. All of a sudden, it received a message text brain.

In a hurry Mario "to send" on his cell telephone all in Aurillus purrs in background. The message of the brain was sent. It said: "You must kill the king crocodile or well I will lean on the button of self-destruction and you no longer will be to exist! Love, the man Mario. "Kept Mario his thumb on the "to destroy" the button, while it looked at through his bullet of magic crystal.

"I have a project." Mario of the machine any bottom to the aggro. It next obtained more narrowly to the ears of the aggro and spoke gently. No one could hear the secrets that it said the king crocodile. All of a sudden, flat doubled Aggro. It was dead. Problem planet. The legion lost the one of their brave soldiers.

"Beautiful project." Mario said while returning itself his bullet out MAGIX. It took a stuffed one of gigantic vodkas and sniffed the heroin.

The Ghost tortured was cunning blows and had renounced. "Mario and Mister Mystery... are the same. He says. "Fuck whore." The robot without head said. It had a project.

Robot Mario to put the Aggro in a body bag. Just before zip-up closed, the eyes of the open crocodile. It blinked eye to the robot Mario. Robotics Mario blinked eye behind. They cheated the legion and mister Mario. Shit went descend.

Backstories: Aggro

The child was born. Gustav Le Jacques and he had the intention to have a child? NOT! You are a fool if you think they would plan it. The loves of the two was strong and nine months later, the child marriage was born. It was a beautiful boy. Gustav was named the "Edwin" after the boy's father Gustav. After only two months to begin Jacques began to worry. A lot of boredom and physical torture if possible for Jacques Mario Man-Fu has discovered the child. Jacques began to panic. "We must destroy the evidence" Jacques said Gustav, which was trying to feed the baby with her breast. NO! I LOVE EDWIN "Gustav yelled.

Later that night, Jacques took the child while sleeping Gustav. Jacques put the baby in the passenger seat of his Mercedes Benz and has led to the nuclear power plant. It was to unload the body in contaminated water. Surely nothing could survive a 1000 meter drop in the discharge toxic, right? Jacques came to his site and removed the baby from the vehicle. He watched the beautiful child and said simply "The Baby, I love you ... I am sorry that I must be if the fight ..." and launched the baby in the mud. Jacques went home and said a coyote stole Gustav Edwin. Gustav idiot believed the lie.

The next day, a worker was inspecting the power drain when the water has crept crocogator a hideous yet beautiful. Frightened, the worker asked the name of crocogator. Remember only the last word he heard, the beast said, "Hello worker. I'm from the brawl. The man, working for the Wine Industry of Mario, has vanished. On woke up to smell the salt, the worker has made a very important change forever the lives of many. "Dr. Mario Patron, there is something you should see" he said. The world was in the aid world too bored

A Storm Brewing

The smoke fills the fumigation room, one could see nothing of the all. There were again tears in the eyes of the Legion components of the elegant song Pomadoro, and nevertheless today the tears were pulled fear and the panic. "Aggro!" Screamed Potepenko, as the gigantic whale launches itself to the water of his swimming pool and wine and slipped itself on the floor. Fighting for oxygen, the two hundred thunder mammals could not assemble a single sentence. "My friend better Aggro was cut." It gave his friend with one to one to kiss. The legion itself calm. Fought Aggro for the air. They were in a problem pile.

Ghost Donald awakened in a world-wide problem. Standing in front of him, a robot with a head not. "Fuck". Said Doland, the difficulty go out of his withholding. It did not serve to anything. It was time for the torture. The mechanical robot held of a crucifix. Donald began screaming.

"Huuieeee! Screamed Aurilius stronger than had never screamed him before. Mystery of the man X caressed the stomach of the hibou, the Aurilius purred and moaned as a baby cat. "The beautiful project". man mystery of X to low voice. It removed his mask. "Now, be quiet itself, immature hibou, we have a lot of works to do." Mario took a stuffed one of his "pretence to be the man mystery of x but I am really mister Mario of beauty" of red wine. The world was in one to kiss.

"Mario!" Screamed Mozzarella. "Can you correct the aggro?" Aggro was spread on the ground, bleedings of his injury by bullet after cutting. "I will try." Said Mario of a voice that rang a little as real Mario, but had a suspicion of automation.

Mario caressed the stomach of his friend hibou is a little more for it induces a message text to send to the brain of the robots Mario. The message of the brain said: "The king crocodile must not survive. Done what one says you. "The message of the brain was received.

Two hundred fifty miles below the skies, Ramses and Rufus flew with diligence. The Legion had big things on the subject of die, nevertheless. They had more cats to whip essential.

Robotics Mario looked into the aggro. "This will do nothing but to harm a not very light, dear friend." The robot said. Aggro is in a fuck storm.

Unwanted Visitor

In the hidden placard, Donald the ghost of the poorly rested quietly, there would be not to awaken it, as it had drunk a colossal glass of "Mario Rigatoni: To help you to sleep and to rest quietly and with respect" wine. The red star that was the eye of his pillow, is passed to the red one. To the far, a robot without repaired head his cord nutrition and reconnected on the taken wall.

During this time, Mozzarella continued his speech. It explained that the legion could have peace, but they need to take of two men, of which they needed to reverse the men that create a danger for the happiness of the legion! "In honor of this big occasion, I invite you to concentrate your attention completes to the scene, as our friend, and for a lot, our lover, and the king Pomadoro will sing a song for you!" The legion was excited. Peace arrived!

The robot without head was at forty percent. It would be not a long time until it continued his project of the fall of the Legion.

Pomadoro scraped itself the elephant throat. It began singing his classical eternal song, named "Mario Mario oh why do you want to treat us so cruel?" It was necessary only the first word of the song and legion was in tears. The Edouard and Thomas screamed noisily and kissed. The legion to cry danced and danced and cried. It is similar to when the legion was formed. A point on time, before of Doctor Mario.

While talking about Mario: Sudden, the lights disintegrated themselves. It was dark. The only noise was a rifle blow in course. There was a pain cry. Someone had been cut down. The sinister laugh or of mysterious X could be heard. The lights rekindled themselves. All that could be seen smoke was the remainders of a grenade fumigation, and a member of the dead Legions. An earthly expression of fuck had just exploded during the Legion.

Three hundred miles to the under, Rufus to deploy its wings Bull. Rolled Ramsès on the back of his friend of animals, their crusade had put in movement. Nevertheless, the legion had fish a lot bigger cats to whip. They were in kisses deep.

The Return of a "Friend"?

Robotics Edward hidden in the placard, the turn on its batteries. His reading of the meters of three percent, and it needed to be at full load in order to realize his masterly again deviating projects. In this moment, it heard a familiar voice, that sent shivers in the cold metallic back. "It seems that if you are weak on the batteries. Says voice. Robotic Edward urinated. It returned not himself, of fear without pure modification. "It seems that you will not be at full power today." Robotic Edward heard a snip, and it knew that it was a world-wide problem of the fuck. The small clumsy clogs of a miniature horse, carrying scissors, had cut the cord of automated nutrition Edward. "Donald." Is the whole device poor robot could say before the beef of the miniature one a pressure of the strength "alternative". The eyes of the robot has red one to the black one. Donald smiles a big one. The ghost had a project.

"Welcome in my house in the skies of the skies and the earth." Mozzarella screamed in the top of its lungs. "I called you here to bring back the peace in the Legion." The members of the Legion looked at themselves, mister Edward and Thomas began being held its hand. They estimated warmly in their heart and the body and the members. Could there be peace? Mozzarella continued to speak. "Potepenko prepared a wonderful meal for you, the leaders legion colleagues, and we will eat to show our love." The legion applauds to all to break. Pomadoro balanced violently the nose in the left air to right while doing the noises of the elephant. The applauded legion stronger. Same Mario was enthusiast. Can you believe that? Peace, finally was attained.

High and far above the skies, Mario looked at through his bullet of crystal MAGIX. In its hands, it occupied a remote control device, without wire and that was checked the robot Mario. It smiles wide and hard. "I have a project." Mario said. In this moment, put Mario on his mask. On the mask was a big one "X". A fuck ocean was about to to drown itself the legion.

In a secret hiding place in the house of mozzarella, GHOST Donald slept. It needed rest to realize the design of his master. The metallic used ghost something for his pillow. It used the head of the robotics Edward.

(Received message of the brain). Robotic Mario received a message. The message of the brain, declared: "The man mystery of mistrust" X "will arrive soon. Carry out a part of our plan! "The world was kissed. Peace would not be found today.

The 4 Horsemen

A flashback!

Ramses and Rufus, the bull with the big and rotten old testes and two, count them, two members out of bed in their one room apartment earlier today. This was the day that Pringle - the hybrid wise and powerful psychic - expected to resume Ramses heaven and earth personal demon's lair.

Five years ago, Pringle said, "The old witch and the Old bull of many wonders. Thank you for taking the time to listen to a bull and a whale hybrids. I have the gift of power to read the future. The future is bright for the two of you. On the day when the sun hits the mountain Oaktree to a perfect match, the 4 horsemen meet in heaven. Mario, the leader of the demon world and earth. Mozzarella, the leader of the heavens and skies. Edward, the director of water unconscious. Thomas, the officer unconscious space. The four leaders will be in one piece in time for the first time ... ever. To seize and take control of the universe. " Ramses is the fact vanishes. Rufus is awakened with a salt smell.

Five years later: "Today is the day my huge bull with members. We all will govern. The world? The problem of a modern day fuck storm larger than a tropical hurricane.

The Arrivals

The Thomas and Toro, the bull with huge testicles damn was the first to enter the kingdom of mozzarella. The wings of Toro were more tired than ever. "Power I sleep well? Toro has asked his master. Thomas shook his calm agreement. Toro ended quickly (the plane trip with his best friend Edward had been a member of agitation Toro). Thomas began to look her best lover, the little boy Edward.

Mario came after. The plane had left a mile of the castle he has had time to clear his mind of events. With the ransom money, buy Mario Castle Mozzarella. The sky, the earth, and the devil's den would be Mario for Mario! !

Edward robot entered. Nutrition was low, so he walked directly past Potepenko without a word. But the smile on his face and his pants on lower body. Potepenko felt confused. The Edward seemed different.

The true gentleman Edward arrived later at the castle of sky Rigatoni Mozzarella rich and powerful and divine brother Mario demon, lover of wine. He was rubbing hind flippers to Potepenko who was currently living with the leader of heaven. Potepenko has purred then resumed reading his daily newspaper editions. After the Edward walked away he made the text message to Man of Mystery X. He said, "Fuckstorm, the two Edwards arrived. Proceed with caution."

The Aftermath

After reading the text of the message of Mario that the Thomas had fallen of their tricks and deceptioies, the Edward lean on the strength "alternative" on his cell telephone. It smiles. It looked at his nutrition package, it is only at thirty percent. It needed an accusation. Itself connected on the taken wall and began rediscovering his power. The form robotics of Edouard began dreaming, the world of the dreams of happiness, and the problem that went descend on the boss of the foreign legion.

Has the party of birthday of Thomas, there was the chaos. Their better friend was taken in hostage and they needed to pay the ransom. The Thomas took his device of cell telephone of his pants and called the only man that could do facing these problem sorts.

"For hello this is the word mozzarella. How can I be at your service?"

"Mozzarella, this is the Thomas. We celebrated my joyous birthday and mister Mario of doctor came with a ransom request! It has my Edward in a secret hiding place! Please to help!"

"I very certainly you will help, charming boy. You join to my at my place, to twenty minutes. Come alone."

The Thomas hung up, it felt a relief that the mozzarella, sovereign of the skies, some was at his team and would not be evidently the assistance for him.
Robotic Edward was accused to hundred percent. It awakened, the red eyes were more brilliant than the sun. It was ready. It sent a message text to Mario. The said message: "Come to meet me at the rule of the house of the sky. We will finish our plan there. I like you. - Real-édouard. "Robotic Edward had a project.

"Will the Thomas fall of our trap?" Did real-édouard ask mozzarella? Smile Mozzarella. They had a project.

Mario looked in his bullet of magic crystal. It all saw. Robotic Edward stretched to cheat the Mario? It had a project itself. It quickly took the airplane for the house of mozzarella.

Rolled Thomas on the back of Toro towards the sky. The young boy had no idea of what was in the store for him. Nevertheless, it had a project. The world no longer was at peace.

A Birthday for a King

"Anniversary joyous Thomas!" Everyone screamed as they went out of their hiding place. "Big surprised!" The foreign legion screamed. The Thomas faints. Two hours later, it awakened. "Thank you to all!" The boy said soft anniversary. It rubbed himself the stomach of Pomadoro, and the posterior neighborhoods of Toro. The colossal animals purred as babies cat. All was fantastic in the legion. There was peace. They celebrated. The world was in security.

"To open my first gift please!" Fashilo says Thomas. The sea horse slipped on the slick ground in drinks Thomas with an attached gift to his back. Thomas had the gift outside the horse of sea, it was a not very humid one and had seaweeds on him, but Thomas does not have the spirit to all. This are its better friends. It opened the present with a big one to smile. The group organizes itself around Thomas to see what it was. It supported, it was a new pair of pants! The Thomas immediately to put them, it does not have the spirit changes and to put itself to nude in front of of its better friends in the entire world. Some members began preparing itself, but they were stopped by a familiar voice. A voice that resounds demon. Someone of the members of the urinated Legion their pants. Urinated Thomas in his pants nine.

"That would you say the opening of my present?" Voice demon said that it passed its fingers in his magnificent moustache. The Thomas could not stop urinating. Demon Mario took a sword of his jacket and pointed heading for the young supple boys. "Open it now." Mario said. It slipped a file envelops on the table to Thomas. trembling of the hands of Thomas took the envelope. It opens it, and began crying. Wholesale characters of fatty printing press on a paper leaf was the word "ransom!"

On the bottom of the document is a picture that haunts the Thomas, it was his better friend, his honor boy, his lover, Edward. It was tied up with a gag in the mouth. It did not carry any clothing. Sudden, the Mario threw a fumigating grenade and disappeared by the door before. The world was in a storm of gigantic fuck.

At the time of the execution, Mario has gone out his cell device. It sent a message text. The said message: "Thomas believes our lies." Mario lean on the button to send. On the other side INE telephones, a message text was received. "Excellent." The said Edward with a mouse. The Edouard had a project.

What in the heck?

The signs on Aggro on my weblog internet newspaper and describes a story on Mister Mario to be in a vast world universe epic world-wide problem? I do not like this kind of thing. Mister Mario has a project! A project to shit on the legion. You hold well foreign legion. You are at soon ready for a time of storm of the fuck.

The Birth Of Kings?

Hello! My name is the Aggro. Please read this story before Mister Mario signs onto the web journal internet diary! To enjoy!


The pain was the problem world wide. In the stomach and in the prime hot and powerful, yet sensitive to the underside of the stomach, the world of problem was brewing. The seed had Mario as nature intended. Two major son should be born. Two powerful leaders. The Mario was to give the sperm the woman for the creation of kings. There was a problem though. One night, when Mario was sleeping after a gallon of wine, a generous heap ziti and links hot Italian sausage cooked, the woman walked. She wanders into the part of Mozzarella, the half brother of Mario delays. Grand idiot. No brains. Clumsy. The mozzarella has taken the skin without sweat shirt and was sitting in the formatting. The woman wanted the man. The woman took Mozzarella. The seed of mozzarella mixed with the seed of Mario but the woman could not say Mario. Rather silent. Fast forward nine months. Mario waited delivery of her proteges. The woman shook and pushed hard. Two babies have been bounced. "Alex was good," said Mario. The woman fainted. "Good morning son, I have a project" Mario has added to his half-son. "Good morning Father" replied the Thomas and Edward. If Mario ever knew the truth? The general madness in the world wide landscape or perhaps universal.

The Storm

A new Story!! Please to enjoy.

The Edward quietly slipped throughout the gigantic bathroom of Mister Mario that it had used for his spying. It looked at around the angle in the room. It saw the Aggro, the magnificent beast, nude range on the ground. The wild animal indiscreetly snored. It seemed tired, as if it had just been the exercise. The sought Edouard Mario. There was not any sign of him, Mario disappeared. The Edouard looked at his watch to the wrist, it had three hours to finish his project, or well the entire world was in a universe problem gigantic. It crawled in silence to the table of night of Mario. It took an important piece of meat a covered bullet of sauce for pasta that was located on the table. It opens the drawer. It was there. "The secrets of Mario Rigatoni: An intimate newspaper of a fanatical person." The Edward collected it. It had done it! The Mario was at him! The Edward began writing a message text to his better friend and lover. "Hello Thomas! I found the intimate newspaper of Mario! We will know soon all its -. "A soaked rag of wine in sleep incentive was put on the mouth of the Edward. The RAG took place in the gigantic clog of a bull. The message text was never sent. "Sleeps, simple Edward." Toro Parmesana murmured with a mouse goes of his hairy ear to his other ear.

The Edouard awakened, the dizziness and shaky. "Where am I?" The simple boy says as it began crying noisily. "You are in a world-wide problem, it is there that you are." A too familiar voice says with laugh of the devil. The Edouard had been betrayed by his better friend and the honor boy. The world? The world was about to to be stifled by a fuck storm.

The Last Meeting of the Day

In honor of talking no myself on this internet diary web internets journal for quite some time, I will present you with another story of my past! It is called: The Last Meeting of the Day!

You to please enjoy!

The Last Meeting of the Day

The Demon Mario was occupied since the day beginning until the end day. Since the time, the sly character to become the Devil (while killing the old devils by Mario Rigatoni Death Start Red Wine), it collected a lot of souls. It mustered thirty-two souls in this only day. It was exhausted! It was time for a glass of wine. And certain of the pasta and pellets of meat.


Mario to go on foot to his alcohol office. There were a lot of bottles of wine Death Inducing. Mario giggled to himself. It would not be to drink wine, tonight, provoking the death. "Fashilo! Where is my Mario Rigatoni: At the beginning of Wine happiness?" Fashilo slipped in the room with a bottle on the back. Fashilo seemed concerned. It seems frightened and it seemed anxious. The hideous monster seahorse, speak. "Mario, do you drink wine before the most important and most crucial one of collection of the soul of the day? Apppointment Your last one is in expectation in the entry lobby!"


Mario had forgotten. His more important meeting. It had a last soul to collect. Mario thrust a meat ball in a sauce marinara and took a mouthful. "To send in my last appointment." Mario said with a mouth a lot of meat bullet.


His last appointment floated in the room. It inclined himself to bow. "I want to sell my soul to you, master." It said. Mario does not seem surprise. "I know, my brother. I will take your soul. Soul Taken." Mario had the soul of God.


The world? The world was in a problem world.

A Message Intercepted: I have a project

Hello My Thomas!

Shh. I must be quiet while I write this. I am hidden in the house of Mister of Mario doctor crazy. I am spying on him and his well-loved one "alligator or crocodile or any something else is that, the King Aggro, so that I can know what his guiding plan. You did not talk about him do you have? No, no, you not done definitley that! You are my better friend and lover! I heard the two wild men writes a letter in the other piece (I hide myself in the bathtub for the bath). It seems that they wrote a letter to their "better friend and the lover" together. This is all that I could hear. Do you know that they could have composed a letter to? I am sure that you have no idea. Me Silly. I will keep spying, my love, and will do report to you which I can understand. The two of them are very drunk, but stopped speaking, and all that I hear suckles noises coming from the room. I wonder what they do? It seems that if someone is nurse of the point of a popsicle. I will investigate. Wish me good luck friend old. And you recall, if you hear Mario, please to make known it for me.

What to the exterior one more,
The Edouard

Bonjour Thomas!

Hello Thomas,

THIS is me, your better friend of the world and the universe and the planet Earth, Mister of Mario! How do you feel today? I lacked you. I tried of my better to remain in phase with my newspaper on Internet of thing internet newspaper than I write on a daily basis, but I was very occupied with the project among the projects! Oh, what do you say big king Aggro? You want to say hello? Good, leave me to help you with the pencil.

Hello Thomas! This is me, the kind big of the world, and the south of France, the Aggro! I have just finished the cooking of Mister the Doctor Mario a voucher breakfast, and now I write you to say you hello, with this tiny pencil in my big clumsy hands. It is equally difficult to see what I write you because my vision is fuzzy. I am drunk as fuck. Mario done of me an "awakening" cocktail and the boy oh houseboy that did me great state of inebriation. And sexual great. When are you to return to the house?

Aggro! This is enough. Sorry Thomas, it feels a very sexual these days. It spoils his Thomas. As I said it, we must unite ourselves to one another to finish our project. The Edouard? It is in a vast world problem of the big tragedy and universe of despair.

Please write me.

I like you.

Mario

PS: Aggro likes you too.

A Big Which Weekend!

Big which weekend! My better friend in the world became than the marriage to marry on Sunday, and I was part of the marriage of marriage of the ceremony! She was beautiful. It was fantastic. I danced. I laughed. I shouted me. Then it was time for the day to begin! The nervous real party anxious the day was the speech that I was forced to give to the crowd of the spectators. It did very fear mister Mario! But I did it. I laughed. My better ones better to unravel itself while laughing. The public laughs and appluaded. Beautiful. My better vows to the bride and the handsome groom!

Salutations of the evil,
Mister Mario

A story while I wait for the legion response

I now will present you with a story of my past while I await for the members of the Foreign Legion to reply for me. (Why do you take so many time, the legion?). This is a history on how I, mister of Mario Rigatoni, became all greeted and celebrated demon of the evil. Please done you pleasure enjoy my story!

Mario was afraid. Nervous. Worried. Very worrisome yet excited, mentally, physically. He had a meeting, programmed for three the afternoon. This was not any ordinary meeting. This was not a meeting of peace. Mario was the only member of the foreign legion to this meeting. It was a meeting with a man more powerful and intelligent arguably than Mario himself.

Mario had a meeting with the Demon.

Mario was summoned by the demon. "Hello Doctor Mario." The Demon said. "That was years since that we saw ourselves. I did not meet with you since that you delivered me the soul of Fashilo in exchange for its big mechanical construction." Mario did not speak. It took the hand of the Demon and kissed it with his beautiful lips. Mario bowed to the Evil.

Mario spoke. "Demon. I am in honor of your presence. Before we begin our matters, I brought you a present." Mario opened the purse. Purse of canvas it pulled a bottle of red wine. The brand: "Wine of doctor Mario Rigatoni". The saliva fell drop by drop from the mouth of the Demon. "First, we drink!" Mario poured 2 gigantic glasses.

"The acclamations to the Evil." The two beautiful beings said, in their good day habitual. The Demon drank the entire glass. Mario smiled. The Demon felt bothered. It felt trembling. "Sleep inducing wine?" Mario said, smiling ear to the ear. "Not". It laughed. "The death inducing wine. Good-bye, the father." The Demon had been fooled by great Mario. The big project of Mario was complete. Mario was now the demon. "The beautiful project." Demon Mario said.

Mystery of X Mystery knows of Escape

Hello the legion on the paper tidbit newspaper of world wide problem journal. A million dollars received to whoever recovers carries the Mario of doctor mister for me. It is my captive one. I need him. Ransom of money belongs delivered! Bring it me and the mystery of the mystery X mystical will bring you joys of life. More of alcohol and the pasta sausage of bovine ones of butcher shop than you can imagine in the earths fantasy. Do not go to the airplane shed for the Mario.

Mystery X of your new boss of the mystery

I have escaped!

Escaped! The beautiful legion! This is me, your boss, your lover, mister of Mario. I escaped the man mystery of X mystery! He is bad, more mean than me, more of poorly than you, a true devil, between the human beings and the animals. My Sweet Candy flavored Donald used the device of supervision that I established in my lower thigh muscle to find me! Mister Mario was weak, incapable to budge or to speak, Donald took me on its hairy back saddle to a coffee shop of Internet, where I can attain my newspaper web of the journalism, then I can post this claim. Mister Mystery X must be taken towards the bottom. I want to muster to put a meeting of the legion of peace, maybe this time, we avoid cruises by boat! We will meet the airplane shed in one week's time. Please to reply if you are available. Please do not present you to murder me. Mario does not like this kind of thing, I want peace. Donald to suckle me again to the health with vodka and the pasta and the meat sauce. I will correspond with you under little time.

Exemplary and tremendously your boss and lover of the foreign legion,

Mario of mister Rigatoni.

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Hello the Legion. Do not attempt to adjust the screens of visual one of computer for Internet of usage of billposting to crystals liquidate television or HAS TAKES of the or the plasma of computer view. Your account was cut. I have a member of your hostage of precious legion and I have a project. If you do not send $1.000.000.000 to "X of Mystery" to P.O. The can 21894321, your fearless leader will be killed. In case you do not believe me, I posted a picture of my captive one.



I await with impatience the audience of you soon.

The passion and supplies nevertheless the mystery disconcerting of a man of a child of boy liking the destruction and the world-wide wide comforts.

X of Mystery

The beautiful Toro is loose in the cranberry bogs...Mario busy, here's another story!

Look here is a history story about when I discovered what my father, Portabello Rigatoni, does for a work occupation! Frightening day for little Mario, but he did learned from the precious experience. Enjoy!

The seasons pants Mario was on the fire. Of a good manner. Of a manner pleasing. Mario was excited. Required mother Mary to Mario to awaken and to receive itself ready. Mario needed not the call awakens. Mario was awakened. Mario was dressed. It carried a beautiful knot butterfly around his neck. It carried garters. It resembled a million dollars. Today was a special day. Today Mario would become closer with Portabello. His father. Today was "Take your son to the working day".

Mario brought down while slipping the stairway ramp. "Hello the father!" Mario said. It kissed the right Portabello on the mouth. "Mario, we must go, we have a long day in advance of ourselves!" Portabello said. "Good-bye Mary! I bring to my son to work. We will paint houses now. Because that what I do for a job. I paint houses. Anything not else!" Portabello said with a drop of sweat on his forehead. It blinked eye to Mario. Mario knew that his father did not paint houses. It agreed with the thing.

Mario and Portabello climbed in the car (teleportation the artifice). Right away they were pulled to the hell. "Today we will buy some souls." The demon Portabello Rigatoni said. The member of Mario spread itself to wonderful lengths. Not poorly for a préadolescent. "That what soul we will buy, the father?". Mario asked.

Portabello rubbed itself its hands together. "There is a boy that wants special strengths. His house is Italy. I will give him these strengths, in exchange for the precious soul." Portabello said.

Portabello was ignorant of a single detail. Eight years ago it had done the making love to a woman in Italy. She gave birth to a child following the sperme of Portabello. She called the boy Mozzarella.

Eight years ago later, on "take your son to the working day", Mozzarella contacted the demon, it said that it wanted strengths. Portabello did not know: Mozzarella already had strengths. More strength than the Demon himself. The young boy had a project.

The Mario is one busy Rigatoni

There will be not advertising of the Mario on my newspaper web of today, for I am very occupied with my huge project in order not to to be killed by the members of the Legion. Instead of that, I will give you a history of the passed! This is a history on the time that I brought my father to the school with me to speak! (In addition, hidden at the far end of the history, you will discover how Toro became the Red Eyed bull furious of the conversation that it is today!) Enjoy!

Mario sat in his chair. It did the drawings on his paper. Small drawings of entertainment. The drawings helped it to spend the time quicker. Mario was nervous. Today was "bring to your father to the school day". Mario had brought to his father. Mario hoped that its class friends would be impressed by his father. The testicules of Mario were smaller than the peanuts. It was the turn of his father to speak with the class.

"Hello students. I am the father of Mario. My name is Portabello Rigatoni. My occupation is a desire donor." The students were excited. Mario huddled. "Any desire that you want, I am able you to give it, for a small price!". The students became awake. They liked the father of Mario. Mario was afraid. Portabello chose one of the students. "You". it said. "For which you want?".

The student was nervous. It was awakened. The harder member than a pipe of steel. "I want to be strong. I want to be quick. And ferocious. Similar to a bull." The student said.

"Desire granted." Portabello said. "Your soul is now mine! Is to what your name? " Portabello bellowed.

The bull replied with a smile and a weak glimmer of red ones in his globe eyepiece. "My name is Toro Parmesana".

I have a project

Good, listen me, unstable legion. I am your boss! Why would you want to write on me fantasy types typewriter internet catalog brainstorming creative magazine newspaper about killing me? I can read you rejects! I began this legion and this diary! Donald, my sweetened flavored candy Donald, you do not remember the time that I taught you sign how to communicate? We used to frighten the members entry precocious of the legion while attaching a record can around your neck with my game voice, and they believed that you were a miniature horse of conversation! And then a day I awakened with a due headache to a lot too much wine and of pellets of meats of beef and of heroin, and I hear it "Hello the father." It is of your mouth! I you sign and you lack me respect while saying to the foreign group on my chronic web that I to poison you? I have a project.

Entrusted Rigatoni. Only since the birth to the death. By the disease and by health. To the death to be done me.

The only one, and unique Rigatoni.

THE GALLOP

Hello. *THE GALLOP* I am new to Internet of place of newspaper of looks at the history and written the history of things and of subjects adjusts for Internet of transmission of television of magazine of press canvas international of desires. What do I? To address the legion on the questions of security of Legion. The this is the Donald. The Mario - my lover and my authentic gentleman and my better friend of a lot of desires - prepared a wonderful meal of shrimp and of hay. In the meal, there was a poison! Was the poison placed by the Mario? I do not know. Any assistance would be appreciated.

The yours in love and the true desires because a bird in your hands is worth more than a bird in the shrub unless the bird is my member and the shrub is the posterior of Mr. Rigatoni.

Strong Donald

Bunjour la Legion

Hisssssss! Hello the legion and the fight! I reply to the launched call my python the Rigatoni Mozzarella confused. I will fight with you! King Pomadoro? Aggro helps it new to the king to help? Are you ready to join their forces and to kill the Mario of Mister? We will expose our plans to reverse the crazy scholar, here even on this web newspaper online daily newspaper internet newspaper thing magazine broadcast. Since I have not any arm or the legs or the fingers, I take my new friend of better quality and lover, Fashilo the wonderful horse of the engineer of sea, of type for me. Hissss. In strike compensation, for me, it receives two blows of my fork, as the language. Delicious. In addition, I promise that I will not try to eat the aggro, even if the scuffle is so delicious meat of alligator and the skin. The other day, I appreciated a full sandwich of three kilograms of meat of crocodile and it is the meal more celestial than I have since Mario did me special of his mixture of flour of gigantic shrimp in the year 2001. My member is filled with enthusiasm just to the think about this meal. Aggro, please to reply to your response. You lack me.
Bottom of my heart and my member snake stiff,

Stavros dazzling it

Bunjour Thomas

Hello Thomas. The Mozzarella is a confused Rigatoni. First and before all, the aggro, the scuffle, relate the legion that it is side of his friend and lover, Mario. Nevertheless, it ya a twist! Prince Pomadoro, former king, writes on this newspaper of fantasy Internet newspaper newspaper that Aggro is in contrast to the Mario? What the hell? We will need to take a vote. For my party, I will not adhere to the team of a bouquet of dirty hibous! (Nevertheless, Aurèle, the idea of fantastic one in the bank flight. I would want to join myself to your team of thieves of money. Lets talk.) The mozzarella is a project! I need the members of the more muscular Legion! Pomadoro! Stavros! Aggro! Prepare your members! Put aside your differences. I will promote Pomadoro Return to the king, and Aggro will be for you helps king. Stavros, I have a lot of meats of alligator to devour you, of sort please do not try to eat aggro. Together, we will kill the Mario! Together forever, lively the resistance legion! Our luck is passed, our brains are taken, but our vodka and the red wine, we conquered.

Mozzarella the improbable hero

Hello the legion. Hello Thomas. Hello the legion. The Fashilo, the father of me, organized the new pile of nutrition of battery of life for the robots with needs for the energy. I am awakened. My first test of dance? Success. My second test of usage of the member to seduce Stavros? World-wide successes. My third test to kill the Mario, the head of legion and the nature leader, the landscapes, and the king to do the hard members? Do not complete. The stay waits.

The this is more better to have liked and to have lost than never to have liked of the all. But the this is of me more better to seduce.

Ju'Ron

Pomadoro is Here!

I am there! I know it for you all to lack me terrible, but I was in hibernation! The elephants have to sleep for the winter, but now I am return! I am happy that there be this new fantasy newspaper intimate of Internet of the magazine for me to express my thoughts on! How stimulating! My member begins turning in my pants because of the pleasure. Finished with grace, without touching it, wonderful. To forge ahead for the important things: I will have to choose a camp, that do I must wants to beat myself for? Mario and his gang of magic hiboux (tempting, but Mario did me to demote to the Prince). Or I must fight with Aggro von Labrador and Potepenko, the resistance legion. Thomas, that do you say? You are the wise one with a lot of members and of a heart to stretch as a crepe. Guide me nice wonderful boy. This is all that I have to say at this stage in the time,

Joyous moments of happiness to all and cheer to all the erection and full the posterior members rears fourth.

Prince Pomadoro the brilliant one.

Team of thieves of money...

Huei! Why everyone writes their feelings on this newspaper Internet Computer machines newspaper? I suppose that this is the chance Aurèle "to do the same thing. As I have not the fingers, especially the all the important labels (I have only big feathers), I must use my magic beaks to nibble the keyboard in order type. It is at the origin of a pain Aurèle head! I go therefore to go straight to the point. I have a mission system. For that this plan be a success, we will need a fitting financing (it is a matter of the robotics and many helicopters). I came through swindle them blue of a big situated bank to Paris. We will pillage the bank! Who is with me on my team of thieves of money? I of course was not able to go to the bank, I am a hibou! I propose the idea that Pomadoro (where does it at-il summer to the fact?) And Aggro to go in the bank, while Fashilo is at the hiding-place. We need weapons. Beautiful project. Faithful farewells favoring mister Mario, I will take a bath to the red wine and then to drink it.

I like you.

Aurèle the mysterious hibou.

In Mario's Defense

Hello followers strong and worshippers! It seem to me that all the members of the Legion write their feelings on the newspaper internet Mario's web newspaper, if I thought about me "why not a huge crocodile to try to obtain himself implied?" I will have to do quickly, nevertheless, for it is very difficult for an animal such as me (twelve feet of long one with small arms and legs) to work a machine posts computer. My claws found in the manner of which of the keys, horribly provoking anger. I have just finished dinner with mister Mario, it created its more beautiful meals, pasta of shrimp with two kilos of dough of meat cattle. Luscious to my appetite. I want that you knew that I am next to the Mario, and will fight for him, for I am the scuffle. It is my name! Try to destroy us, the legion will live forever in the name of Mario. I go chomp and bite my teeth and a sink in victory.

Lively the resistance legion.

Aggro von having alcohol

What in the hell?

What in the hell? Mister Mario leaves on vacation for five days, and I return and my newspaper, intimate newspaper of Internet was corrupt! Toro, Ramsès, Tili, the Thomas, you are all in the big, the poorly crazy worlds! You post to destroy the big Mario on the very Big own site Mario's? The fools! I have a project. I gigantic project saloperie. But first I do an Italian pizza of Nice, everyone wants to know secret family recipe of Mario?

Leave some commentaries and I will divide it with you, faithful readers. I like you, immoral good-bye and stuffed members,

Of mister Mario

A seahorse says hello

Hello the Thomas of small voice but a lot of big members and the heart of now! You can wonder where I was for 3 months. Hello. I treat the project to beat the sorcerer of Mr. of Mario Rigatoni, of gentleman and of male prostitute. I heard Tili (my half brother) that you are to succeed the prince and the king Mario. This project device will not fail. To call me. Patience is a virtue and we have the time but do not await please I lack you and the need to destroy Mario,

Fashilo

My very dear one and the most soft Thomas, We did not again meet, I know, but I heard a lot of things, of an ocean to the other, on the subject of your kindness and beautiful face and body. I am the big, big Tilikum master of the World-wide Ocean and his mongrel nephew of Potepenko. Although I appreciate things and acts compromising the crowd security to the sea universe, it is time that I escape and help the destruction of Mario! What did you foresee for me, mister Thomas? My uncle and lover, Potepenko, said me that when Mario is reversed this will be you that will become the boss of the foreign legion! All Hail The Amazing Thomas. The legion must survive, we must continue to eat pasta and pellets of meat all the evenings, and we cannot do that with Mario of Mister the role of organizing legion. N ° I loves you.

Evil greetings of the bottom of the world of the sea, Your new friend and I hope it, again lover (my member is seventeen feet), The only and the only beautiful whale of the assassin of one, to the death to separate us,

Tilikum the assassin

Thomas! It was a long time and no talk! It is of your old friend, the big and powerful, all while knowing difficult, Ramsès mister! I realize that you thought that I had disappeared, is dead in the water under the cruise ship reversed the pleasure. No, I am well living! I am on the beaches of fine sand of holy Father, in California with my better friend and lover, the Rufus. My animal bull of company is therefore very sad for it was humiliated and exiled to form the Legion to try to become "bull Head", it drinks too much wine and smoke heroin too. We must do it to return in the foreign legion or well it surely will kill itself! I would not be able to live me without my favorite animal and a sexual partner. You are close to mister Mario Rigatoni, it does you confidence. Please speak him and done us again in the legion, or I to murder you.

love and the evil greetings, You says to soon, Conversation to you soon, very soon,

Powerful Ramses

Hello Thomas, It is of your friend and faithful servant, Toro Parmesana. The Mario is to lose his sharp mental capacity, for it left his password for this site newspaper intimate of Internet on the kitchen table, and Toro itself seized some. I will sign on the website and destroy Mario! (While passing, my feet are so thick that I have trouble supreme of types with them, I am therefore in sharp on the keyboard that with a member of my gigantic bubble. Beautiful. I am hard as a stick of bricks of concrete.) Besides, I NEED your counsels on the manner to destroy the Mario while using his newspaper web. I am all new brewery my own wine, you should come to my hut and to drink with me. It is called "Toro Parmeseana plan to drop Mario marks Rigatoni energy wine". It is all simply delicious one. Well, this is all for today! I like you.

Cheers greetings and cunning one,

Toro

Lost files of the orque of killer one

Hello Thomas,

This is me, Tilikum, the orque of the world of the ocean! I did the terrible things today, to your request. You will say me which you need of me to do next. If you did not hear, please to verify cnn.com, an address internet web newspaper, that will say you that shows Killer Whale will continue! The parties! Greetings and Cheers from Evil! Which project do you want that I do now? Eat a small child of the audience? This is done. My trainer does not reach now, I must leave.

"I arrive tamer mister!"

Alternative signature,
I like you.
Tilikum the whale of killer one and desire.

Hello from Pomadoro your friend!

Hello my loves, I'm your favorite Prince and the former king, Pomadoro Spectacular. I slipped in the Web address of Mario others to tell you, his many readers, an important message! The Donald has risen from the dead, and mission of destruction has begun ... Prince of Whales, Potepenko, is on the way to my humble abode in western Italy. Here we create a beautiful project. Join us in our struggle crazy. Mario approaches .... Pomadoro signature off. I like you.

Thank you, Donald's return, and my new project!!

Hello a lot of readers! Thank you for your e-mail and your voice send! I mixed my project since the last day of 2009. Now that the project is complete, the Donald and the member of Donald the animal of conversation of first one of legion is by my side where it belongs. The scuffle, my dear scuffle and the wonderful friend of decades, seem jealous. The scuffle appreciates when Mario spends the time on the back of has measuring one of Scuffle, NOT Donald! But otherwise, life is well. I have a project. Edward and his better friend but calm liked the one is in the problem of a world-wide entire one. Sleep well.