Gaben got trouble (Story)

[Spzi]

Gabe Newell had always hated depressing city 17 with its depressing flats. It was a place where he felt angry.

He was a smart, helpful, liquid shugar drinker with big arms and fat hair. His friends saw him as an enchanting, elegant elephant. Once, he had even made a cup of tea for a fresh combine. That's the sort of man he was.

Gabe walked over to the window and reflected on his dirty surroundings. The clouds danced like running houndeye.

Then he saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the figure of Gordon Freeman. Gordon was a creepy hero with funny arms and greedy hair.

Gabe gulped. He was not prepared for Gordon.

As Gabe stepped outside and Gordon came closer, he could see the kooky smile on his face.

"Look Gabe," growled Gordon, with a generous glare that reminded Gabe of creepy vortigaunt. "I hate you and I want health insurance. You owe me 6860 dollar."

Gabe looked back, even more scared and still fingering the strong knife. "Gordon, I hate you," he replied.

They looked at each other with sad feelings, like two hard, horrible headcrab hating at a very spiteful valve office, which had electronic music playing in the background and two fast uncles sitting to the beat.

Gabe regarded Gordon's funny arms and greedy hair. "I don't have the funds ..." he lied.

Gordon glared. "Do you want me to shove that strong knife where the sun don't shine?"

Gabe promptly remembered his smart and helpful values. "Actually, I do have the funds," he admitted. He reached into his pockets. "Here's what I owe you."

Gordon looked infuriated, his wallet blushing like a screeching, scandalous sandwich.

Then Gordon came inside for a nice drink of liquid shugar.

THE END
Hope you engloided my story

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[gebenuwell]

i saw this and i was like "oh forget what did i do" and then i read op

[Bacon Pancakes]

I was only 9 years old I loved Gaben so much, I had all the merchandise and games
I pray to Gaben every night before bed thanking him for the steam trading cards.
Gaben is love I say, Gaben is life
My dad overhears me and calls me a friend
I knew he was just jealous of my devotion for Steam
I called him a cunt
He slaps me and sends me to go to sleep
Im crying now, and my face hurts
I lay in bed and its really cold
A warmth is moving towards me.
I feel something touch me
Its Gaben
I am so happy
He whispers in to ear "VAC hacks are bannable you know, no more sales for you...”
He grabs me with his powerful money filled hands and puts me on my hands and knees
I'm ready
I spread my ass cheeks for Gaben
He penetrates my back door
It hurts so much but I do it for Gaben
I can feel my butt tearing as my eyes start to water
I push against his force
I want to please Gaben
He roars a mighty roar as he fills my butt with his love
My dad walks in
Gaben looks him straight in the eye and says "Lods emone"
Gaben leaves through my window
Gaben is love, Gaben is life

[The GI of MA]

ah you used that story generator thing
forget where was that topic
found it

He grabs me with his powerful ogre hands and puts me on my hands and knees

gaben confirmed ogre

[SBG]

this is gayben


 THIS - IS  -Gaben

[Becquerel]

i did a voice over for Bacon Pancakes post and OP
http://vocaroo.com/i/s1wFE1nvEPTx

[XR-7]

ah you used that story generator thing
forget where was that topic
found it

Pretty sure this is Mad Libs

[Bacon Pancakes]

i did a voice over for Bacon Pancakes post and OP
http://vocaroo.com/i/s1wFE1nvEPTx

your accent is interesting thanks for the voice over though it was funny

[The GI of MA]

Pretty sure this is Mad Libs

shhh don't ruin the magic :,(

[Spzi]

i did a voice over for Bacon Pancakes post and OP
http://vocaroo.com/i/s1wFE1nvEPTx

Fantastic

[Landmineman4000²]

I made a story to
i'll let you guys be the judge at whether or not it's funny

Homoloveual some guy
A Short Story
by Big unfunny guy
some guy was thinking about Ms. Tits again. Ms. Tits was a homoloveual starfish with morbidly obese tits and shriveled up winky.

some guy walked over to the window and reflected on his awful surroundings. He had always hated horrendous London with its sparkling, snotty slabs of concrete with hobos smeared across the wall. It was a place that encouraged his tendency to feel autistic.

Then he saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the a homoloveual figure of Ms. Tits .

some guy gulped. He glanced at his own reflection. He was a homoloveual, autistic, sperm drinker with morbidly obese tits and morbidly obese winky. His friends saw him as a flipping, flaky full on autist. Once, he had even saved a great dead baby that was stuck in a drain.

But not even a homoloveual person who had once saved a great dead baby that was stuck in a drain, was prepared for what Ms. Tits had in store today.

The drizzle rained like a rampaging Oprah Winfrey, making some guy homoloveual. some guy grabbed a big floppy carrot that had been strewn nearby; he massaged it with his fingers.

As some guy stepped outside and Ms. Tits came closer, he could see the tasteless smile on her face.

"I am here because I want STD's," Ms. Tits bellowed, in a homoloveual tone. She slammed her fist against some guy's chest, with the force of 6186 fat kids on a bus. "I frigging hate you, some guy ."

some guy looked back, even more homoloveual and still fingering the big floppy carrot. "Ms. Tits, i hope you die of rabid seagull disease," he replied.

They looked at each other with socially handicapped feelings, like two sneezing, shiny Steve Urkel's eating doodoo at a very homoloveual Gordon Ramsay funeral, which had the Backstreet Boys music playing in the background and two handicapped uncles fingerbanging at the speed of light to the beat.

some guy regarded Ms. Tits's morbidly obese tits and shriveled up winky. He held out his hand. "Let's not fight," he whispered, gently.

"Hmph," pondered Ms. Tits.

"Please?" begged some guy with puppy dog eyes.

Ms. Tits looked handicapped, her body blushing like a gloopy, gentle guillotine.

Then Ms. Tits came inside for a nice drink of sperm.

THE END
also made with plot generator if it wasn't yet obvious