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Why the Florb Does.

Three quadzillion years ago an underestimated thing about which that people and other people didn't know about was the only thing keeping dinosaurs from becoming gasoline. This unannounced obtuse obtrusion through which people ate, played, had loveual babytime, and died until dead was an omnipotent but arousing byproduct of a whole galaxy exploding internally and creating an amazing display of a whole bunch of stuff no one will ever be able to explain. This is Florb. The florb we all know and love died when florb was born through a giant space c-section in the sky. I believe some day we will see this happen again and for everyone who sees it, they will die a more painful death than you can imagine -but Haha! They were only dreaming. The real florb is buried under the empire state building and powers 90% of the fire-ant hills on the east coast. This unnerving statistic is what makes the florb a symbol that can never be forgot10 as much was we want to forget. Florb and florbulons will always be the only florb that we will be allowed to know about. This is unfortunate. If we could harness one bazillionth of the florbwatts that one florb cube secretes, we could build enough lighthouses so there would never be another naval incident involving fog.

This is why Florb does.







A+, Bones.

You never fail to impress me.

give this man a medicational

This is about Florbb.

Florbb (which is different than florb) is a magical spacebox that poots throughout space and around space and inside space all at the same time. It's main functions are to prioritize all of it's various priorities not to be confused with it's duty to get the booty. When we mention priorities, duties and booties, the main mostest importantist duty (but not priority or booty) is to transport small numbers of things. For example, Hedgers and clippers (and hedgers and clippers) but no more than 4 at the same time. It's priorities are much different than it's duties and booties, it must at all cost keep the farben spinning at all costs. the flarben segwey scooters us into the most inportant prioriduty, the booty, while not outwardly apparant the hedgers and clippers (and hedgers and clippers) and the flarben are circumstantially the most important two things that make up, the booty. The booty refers to the fleeborgs which spin on the flarben which scoots the cargo (hedgers and clippers in most cases) throughout space. on the florbb the flarben spins while the fleeborgs spin on the flarben and power the florbb to do all it's space duty booties.

This is what the florbb is all about.

is this like a flubber fanfiction


It's a code. We must decode it!

ALL HAIL THE FLORB

This is extremely tribal against Pelicans. Bones4, you should be ashamed of yourself.


You forget the blorgfloggen which is arguably the most important bargle in the blogfisten (the blogfisten being the main source of power for the flarben). However and whoever, we can all disagree to agree about the mostest crucialest function of the florb (and florbb in the case of using slogfloggen as fuel for the blogfisten) is the rendezvous capability and carp ability it has with other outer-stellar vehicular entities tied to the sector containing the source of the booty (not yet being the duty). Within a single florb (not the florbb or the florb00b135), we can measure exactly how long an inch is in  both centimeters and miles. This breakthrough allowed Alaskan scientists to synthesize an augmented super ruler capable of using radioactivity (even on FM talk radio stations) to measure inches faster than ever before.

This will things forever (at least a year)


There was once a boat that existed on the human plan of existence but get this friends, it was actually a Demon Boat.

The year was 1673 and a merchant vessel of the Dutch East India Company was clumsily rounding the Cape of Good Hope using its hopelessly outdated 1673 seafaring navigational instruments. This proud and unwieldy cog accidentally set a course straight into the heart of the sun. They sailed all the forget over the ocean for many months because you can't actually sail into the sun with a boat because it is in outer space. The deck of the ship rattled constantly with the spittle and scurvy-loosened teeth of sailors swearing volubly in some pretty bad Dutch cuss words.

Eventually the ship's captain one Jan Doouublevowel clapped eyes upon safe harbor on a mysterious tropical island. A dispatched party of crew landed on the island with the ships longboats. The landing party was quickly cut apart by machine gun fire from fortified machine gun nests. The survivors of the initial attack fled into the rain forest where they were eventuality hunted down by velociraptors.

And when this happened the Demon Boat started doing a slow golf clap until all of the sailors and crew were eaten or shot, whereupon it flipped on its shades and sailed off into the sunset.