I was sent this earlier i think its buckin frilliant.
By a dyslexic story writer.
This is the story of Rindercella and her sugly isters. Rindercella and her
sugly isters lived in a marge lansion. Rindercella worked very hard
frubbing sloors. emptying poss pits, and shivelling shot. At the end of
the day, she was knucking fackered. The sugly isters were right bugly
astards. One was called Mary Hinge, and the other was called Betty
Swallocks;they had fetty sweet and fetty swannies. The sugly isters had
tickets to go to the ball, but they would not let Rindercella go.
Suddenly there was a bucking fang, and her gairy fodmother appeared. Her
name was Shairy Hithole . She turned a pumpkin and six mite wice into a
hucking cuge farriage with six dandy ronkeys
The gairy fodmother told Rindercella to be back by dimnlight otherwise,
there would be a cucking falamity.
At the ball, Rindercella was dancing with the prandsome hince when
suddenly the clock struck twelve. "Mist all chucking frighty!!!" said
Rindercella, and she ran out tripping tarse over its, so dropping her
slass glipper.
The very next day the prandsome hince knocked on Rindercella's door and
the sugly isters let him in. Suddenly, Betty Swallocks lifted her leg and
let off a fig bart. "Who's fust jarted??" asked the prandsome hince. When
the stinking brown cloud had lifted , he tried the slass glipper on both
the sugly isters without success and their feet stucking funk.
He tried the slass glipper on Rindercella and it pitted ferfectly.
Rindercella and the prandsome hince were married. The pransome hince lived
his life in lucking fuxury, and Rindercella lived hers with a follen
swanny.
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