The Return of the Add on Queen story!!!

kicked him in the balls with his new purple shoes he just bought from Kengsiton. Suddenly he became inspired to write a song..

because the sound of Brian's screach reminded him of a rooster, crowing in the morn'.

Brian...

Realises that someone must have been outposted and skips back to his blip of sorrow for eating kake - unless he realises that the point of this thread may be gay sex between members of a certain band, in which case everyone gets naked, rubs themselves with vaseline and reenacts all the great conquerings of European history (in a purely metaphorical way) and Freddie is very displeased at having to be the oft-conquered Spain...

[QUOTE][QUOTENAME]<font color=red>The Audacity of Charles wrote: [/QUOTENAME]Realises that someone must have been outposted and skips back to his blip of sorrow for eating kake - unless he realises that the point of this thread may be gay sex between members of a certain band, in which case everyone gets naked, rubs themselves with vaseline and reenacts all the great conquerings of European history (in a purely metaphorical way) and Freddie is very displeased at having to be the oft-conquered Spain...[/QUOTE]
Freddie whined, "I don't want Spaaaaain!"
"What on earth do you mean?", asked a perplexed Roger. Freddie took a deep breath and procedeed to take out a jar of vaseline.
"THIS is what I mean", he said very matter of factly. :P

Roger was overjoyed since his lips had been very chapped prior to Freddie's offer - and proceeded to look as if he was wearing an absurd amount of lip gloss, so everyone decided that it was time to move on and go to the Prado, where Freddie stole "Las Meninas" and gave it to his good friend Charles, who likes it ever-so-much...

..And Freddie donned a pair of old gym socks that smelled like sweat and fish and were filled with spider eggs and were stiffer than Viagra and radioactive so you had to use tongs if you wanted to pick them up. Not to mention there was a hole in the corner that allowed his pinky toe to breeeeeath.

And then Roger screamed "Kidnapper! Someone is trying to steal my baby!" Freddie and Brian ran to help (John couldn't care less) and tackled the presumed child snatcher, a 75 year old lady. "Let's keep this family friendly!" she screamed, and then passed out. "Wait," Freddie said,"Rog, you won't have kids for another five years." Roger ripped his hair out and danced like a monkey around the store. "Quick! Find an Easy Bake oven! The terrible taste will knock him out and possibly cure him!" said Bri. Meanwhile, John...

is making out with some random chick who was walking by......

is making out with some random chick who was walking by......

is making out with some random chick who was walking by......

Sorry I triple clicked! I'm pretty smart

... And Freddie's defective sock caused him to have a right nasty case of foot-fungus, and therefore not have sex until it cleared up (which would be in three days) - this nearly killed him and was only made bearable when John suddenly ran off with his random girl and would only be able to return after two legitimate story adds, unless called back during his duties by some unfeeling bitch...

Anyway, Bri finally found the Oven and gave it to Freddie.

I had a whole lot ranting more, but remembered the one sentence rule...

(Haha - all my posts are seriously one sentence. I'm not kidding. Oh, except for when I wrote a bit of a monologue for Roger, but that doesn't count, it was thematic punctuation !)

...Freddie took the Oven and gave it a queer look - it was for making food, which to him was a really novel concept, but not anything he really had an overwhelming urge to try, so he decided to wait for the next post so that John could try and make it work...

the next post came and John got it to work, but he............