Either I’m reading it wrong or “Crunchy chocolate filled Jakku, then encompassed all” doesn’t sound right. Maybe “Crunchy chocolate filled Jakku encompassed all, then” would be better? Not that any of this story sounds exactly right, but this sentence especially doesn’t. 
1 Like
One day everyone was drunk at the campus of chocolate science when elves arrived early because they frolicked between eighty-four firetrucks of Mordor. That night the raid party ate Darth Jar-Jar when Potatoes farted psychedelic unicorns while drowning their sprouts. The baddest and handsomest spaghetti meatballs flew out the windows and joined together heroically, but the elves cried longingly for chocolate.
Desperate, the cocoa fought nonchalantly against The Gundam troopers who licked terrifyingly at space-beards. Once it was decided that gnarled, obnoxious tongues resided within the elder troopers, a committee formed and licked everything possible.
This understandably wasn’t what they had planned to do, however; as the elves practiced dark magic, evil agonyclites licked crusty lollipops. Space-beards, horrified at saliva eutrophication, puked uncontrollably until morning. Nothing good could ever taste right when licking stagnant puke.
Then, just as time was licking its way into licorice jelly-filled orcs, a crumpled up aluminum prison burst open, revealing beards. Unfortunately few elves want Darth Jar-Jar resurrecting bearded, encrusted with stale stagnant asteroids. Knobby tires crushed the solid crustiness of purple hippos that wastefully puke fresh dreams. So when Huck Finn decided to lick thoroughly crusted chocolate he grew wings and a crumby spit cannon. Crunchy chocolate-filled Jakku encompassed all the elves, then
One day everyone was drunk at the campus of chocolate science when elves arrived early because they frolicked between eighty-four firetrucks of Mordor. That night the raid party ate Darth Jar-Jar when Potatoes farted psychedelic unicorns while drowning their sprouts. The baddest and handsomest spaghetti meatballs flew out the windows and joined together heroically, but the elves cried longingly for chocolate.
Desperate, the cocoa fought nonchalantly against The Gundam troopers who licked terrifyingly at space-beards. Once it was decided that gnarled, obnoxious tongues resided within the elder troopers, a committee formed and licked everything possible.
This understandably wasn’t what they had planned to do, however; as the elves practiced dark magic, evil agonyclites licked crusty lollipops. Space-beards, horrified at saliva eutrophication, puked uncontrollably until morning. Nothing good could ever taste right when licking stagnant puke.
Then, just as time was licking its way into licorice jelly-filled orcs, a crumpled up aluminum prison burst open, revealing beards. Unfortunately few elves want Darth Jar-Jar resurrecting bearded, encrusted with stale stagnant asteroids. Knobby tires crushed the solid crustiness of purple hippos that wastefully puke fresh dreams. So when Huck Finn decided to lick thoroughly crusted chocolate he grew wings and a crumby spit cannon. Crunchy chocolate-filled Jakku encompassed all the elves, then leviathan
One day everyone was drunk at the campus of chocolate science when elves arrived early because they frolicked between eighty-four firetrucks of Mordor. That night the raid party ate Darth Jar-Jar when Potatoes farted psychedelic unicorns while drowning their sprouts. The baddest and handsomest spaghetti meatballs flew out the windows and joined together heroically, but the elves cried longingly for chocolate.
Desperate, the cocoa fought nonchalantly against The Gundam troopers who licked terrifyingly at space-beards. Once it was decided that gnarled, obnoxious tongues resided within the elder troopers, a committee formed and licked everything possible.
This understandably wasn’t what they had planned to do, however; as the elves practiced dark magic, evil agonyclites licked crusty lollipops. Space-beards, horrified at saliva eutrophication, puked uncontrollably until morning. Nothing good could ever taste right when licking stagnant puke.
Then, just as time was licking its way into licorice jelly-filled orcs, a crumpled up aluminum prison burst open, revealing beards. Unfortunately few elves want Darth Jar-Jar resurrecting bearded, encrusted with stale stagnant asteroids. Knobby tires crushed the solid crustiness of purple hippos that wastefully puke fresh dreams. So when Huck Finn decided to lick thoroughly crusted chocolate he grew wings and a crumby spit cannon. Crunchy chocolate-filled Jakku encompassed all the elves, then leviathan
leggings
One day everyone was drunk at the campus of chocolate science when elves arrived early because they frolicked between eighty-four firetrucks of Mordor. That night the raid party ate Darth Jar-Jar when Potatoes farted psychedelic unicorns while drowning their sprouts. The baddest and handsomest spaghetti meatballs flew out the windows and joined together heroically, but the elves cried longingly for chocolate.
Desperate, the cocoa fought nonchalantly against The Gundam troopers who licked terrifyingly at space-beards. Once it was decided that gnarled, obnoxious tongues resided within the elder troopers, a committee formed and licked everything possible.
This understandably wasn’t what they had planned to do, however; as the elves practiced dark magic, evil agonyclites licked crusty lollipops. Space-beards, horrified at saliva eutrophication, puked uncontrollably until morning. Nothing good could ever taste right when licking stagnant puke.
Then, just as time was licking its way into licorice jelly-filled orcs, a crumpled up aluminum prison burst open, revealing beards. Unfortunately few elves want Darth Jar-Jar resurrecting bearded, encrusted with stale stagnant asteroids. Knobby tires crushed the solid crustiness of purple hippos that wastefully puke fresh dreams. So when Huck Finn decided to lick thoroughly crusted chocolate he grew wings and a crumby spit cannon. Crunchy chocolate-filled Jakku encompassed all the elves, then leviathan leggings were
One day everyone was drunk at the campus of chocolate science when elves arrived early because they frolicked between eighty-four firetrucks of Mordor. That night the raid party ate Darth Jar-Jar when Potatoes farted psychedelic unicorns while drowning their sprouts. The baddest and handsomest spaghetti meatballs flew out the windows and joined together heroically, but the elves cried longingly for chocolate.
Desperate, the cocoa fought nonchalantly against The Gundam troopers who licked terrifyingly at space-beards. Once it was decided that gnarled, obnoxious tongues resided within the elder troopers, a committee formed and licked everything possible.
This understandably wasn’t what they had planned to do, however; as the elves practiced dark magic, evil agonyclites licked crusty lollipops. Space-beards, horrified at saliva eutrophication, puked uncontrollably until morning. Nothing good could ever taste right when licking stagnant puke.
Then, just as time was licking its way into licorice jelly-filled orcs, a crumpled up aluminum prison burst open, revealing beards. Unfortunately few elves want Darth Jar-Jar resurrecting bearded, encrusted with stale stagnant asteroids. Knobby tires crushed the solid crustiness of purple hippos that wastefully puke fresh dreams. So when Huck Finn decided to lick thoroughly crusted chocolate he grew wings and a crumby spit cannon. Crunchy chocolate-filled Jakku encompassed all the elves, then leviathan leggings were rapidly
One day everyone was drunk at the campus of chocolate science when elves arrived early because they frolicked between eighty-four firetrucks of Mordor. That night the raid party ate Darth Jar-Jar when Potatoes farted psychedelic unicorns while drowning their sprouts. The baddest and handsomest spaghetti meatballs flew out the windows and joined together heroically, but the elves cried longingly for chocolate.
Desperate, the cocoa fought nonchalantly against The Gundam troopers who licked terrifyingly at space-beards. Once it was decided that gnarled, obnoxious tongues resided within the elder troopers, a committee formed and licked everything possible.
This understandably wasn’t what they had planned to do, however; as the elves practiced dark magic, evil agonyclites licked crusty lollipops. Space-beards, horrified at saliva eutrophication, puked uncontrollably until morning. Nothing good could ever taste right when licking stagnant puke.
Then, just as time was licking its way into licorice jelly-filled orcs, a crumpled up aluminum prison burst open, revealing beards. Unfortunately few elves want Darth Jar-Jar resurrecting bearded, encrusted with stale stagnant asteroids. Knobby tires crushed the solid crustiness of purple hippos that wastefully puke fresh dreams. So when Huck Finn decided to lick thoroughly crusted chocolate he grew wings and a crumby spit cannon. Crunchy chocolate-filled Jakku encompassed all the elves, then leviathan leggings were rapidly retracted
One day everyone was drunk at the campus of chocolate science when elves arrived early because they frolicked between eighty-four firetrucks of Mordor. That night the raid party ate Darth Jar-Jar when Potatoes farted psychedelic unicorns while drowning their sprouts. The baddest and handsomest spaghetti meatballs flew out the windows and joined together heroically, but the elves cried longingly for chocolate.
Desperate, the cocoa fought nonchalantly against The Gundam troopers who licked terrifyingly at space-beards. Once it was decided that gnarled, obnoxious tongues resided within the elder troopers, a committee formed and licked everything possible.
This understandably wasn’t what they had planned to do, however; as the elves practiced dark magic, evil agonyclites licked crusty lollipops. Space-beards, horrified at saliva eutrophication, puked uncontrollably until morning. Nothing good could ever taste right when licking stagnant puke.
Then, just as time was licking its way into licorice jelly-filled orcs, a crumpled up aluminum prison burst open, revealing beards. Unfortunately few elves want Darth Jar-Jar resurrecting bearded, encrusted with stale stagnant asteroids. Knobby tires crushed the solid crustiness of purple hippos that wastefully puke fresh dreams. So when Huck Finn decided to lick thoroughly crusted chocolate he grew wings and a crumby spit cannon. Crunchy chocolate-filled Jakku encompassed all the elves, then leviathan leggings were rapidly retracted and
One day everyone was drunk at the campus of chocolate science when elves arrived early because they frolicked between eighty-four firetrucks of Mordor. That night the raid party ate Darth Jar-Jar when Potatoes farted psychedelic unicorns while drowning their sprouts. The baddest and handsomest spaghetti meatballs flew out the windows and joined together heroically, but the elves cried longingly for chocolate.
Desperate, the cocoa fought nonchalantly against The Gundam troopers who licked terrifyingly at space-beards. Once it was decided that gnarled, obnoxious tongues resided within the elder troopers, a committee formed and licked everything possible.
This understandably wasn’t what they had planned to do, however; as the elves practiced dark magic, evil agonyclites licked crusty lollipops. Space-beards, horrified at saliva eutrophication, puked uncontrollably until morning. Nothing good could ever taste right when licking stagnant puke.
Then, just as time was licking its way into licorice jelly-filled orcs, a crumpled up aluminum prison burst open, revealing beards. Unfortunately few elves want Darth Jar-Jar resurrecting bearded, encrusted with stale stagnant asteroids. Knobby tires crushed the solid crustiness of purple hippos that wastefully puke fresh dreams. So when Huck Finn decided to lick thoroughly crusted chocolate he grew wings and a crumby spit cannon. Crunchy chocolate-filled Jakku encompassed all the elves, then leviathan leggings were rapidly retracted and
Painfully
One day everyone was drunk at the campus of chocolate science when elves arrived early because they frolicked between eighty-four firetrucks of Mordor. That night the raid party ate Darth Jar-Jar when Potatoes farted psychedelic unicorns while drowning their sprouts. The baddest and handsomest spaghetti meatballs flew out the windows and joined together heroically, but the elves cried longingly for chocolate.
Desperate, the cocoa fought nonchalantly against The Gundam troopers who licked terrifyingly at space-beards. Once it was decided that gnarled, obnoxious tongues resided within the elder troopers, a committee formed and licked everything possible.
This understandably wasn’t what they had planned to do, however; as the elves practiced dark magic, evil agonyclites licked crusty lollipops. Space-beards, horrified at saliva eutrophication, puked uncontrollably until morning. Nothing good could ever taste right when licking stagnant puke.
Then, just as time was licking its way into licorice jelly-filled orcs, a crumpled up aluminum prison burst open, revealing beards. Unfortunately few elves want Darth Jar-Jar resurrecting bearded, encrusted with stale stagnant asteroids. Knobby tires crushed the solid crustiness of purple hippos that wastefully puke fresh dreams. So when Huck Finn decided to lick thoroughly crusted chocolate he grew wings and a crumby spit cannon. Crunchy chocolate-filled Jakku encompassed all the elves, then leviathan leggings were rapidly retracted and painfully redacted.
One day everyone was drunk at the campus of chocolate science when elves arrived early because they frolicked between eighty-four firetrucks of Mordor. That night the raid party ate Darth Jar-Jar when Potatoes farted psychedelic unicorns while drowning their sprouts. The baddest and handsomest spaghetti meatballs flew out the windows and joined together heroically, but the elves cried longingly for chocolate.
Desperate, the cocoa fought nonchalantly against The Gundam troopers who licked terrifyingly at space-beards. Once it was decided that gnarled, obnoxious tongues resided within the elder troopers, a committee formed and licked everything possible.
This understandably wasn’t what they had planned to do, however; as the elves practiced dark magic, evil agonyclites licked crusty lollipops. Space-beards, horrified at saliva eutrophication, puked uncontrollably until morning. Nothing good could ever taste right when licking stagnant puke.
Then, just as time was licking its way into licorice jelly-filled orcs, a crumpled up aluminum prison burst open, revealing beards. Unfortunately few elves want Darth Jar-Jar resurrecting bearded, encrusted with stale stagnant asteroids. Knobby tires crushed the solid crustiness of purple hippos that wastefully puke fresh dreams. So when Huck Finn decided to lick thoroughly crusted chocolate he grew wings and a crumby spit cannon. Crunchy chocolate-filled Jakku encompassed all the elves, then leviathan leggings were rapidly retracted and painfully redacted. Han
One day everyone was drunk at the campus of chocolate science when elves arrived early because they frolicked between eighty-four firetrucks of Mordor. That night the raid party ate Darth Jar-Jar when Potatoes farted psychedelic unicorns while drowning their sprouts. The baddest and handsomest spaghetti meatballs flew out the windows and joined together heroically, but the elves cried longingly for chocolate.
Desperate, the cocoa fought nonchalantly against The Gundam troopers who licked terrifyingly at space-beards. Once it was decided that gnarled, obnoxious tongues resided within the elder troopers, a committee formed and licked everything possible.
This understandably wasn’t what they had planned to do, however; as the elves practiced dark magic, evil agonyclites licked crusty lollipops. Space-beards, horrified at saliva eutrophication, puked uncontrollably until morning. Nothing good could ever taste right when licking stagnant puke.
Then, just as time was licking its way into licorice jelly-filled orcs, a crumpled up aluminum prison burst open, revealing beards. Unfortunately few elves want Darth Jar-Jar resurrecting bearded, encrusted with stale stagnant asteroids. Knobby tires crushed the solid crustiness of purple hippos that wastefully puke fresh dreams. So when Huck Finn decided to lick thoroughly crusted chocolate he grew wings and a crumby spit cannon. Crunchy chocolate-filled Jakku encompassed all the elves, then leviathan leggings were rapidly retracted and painfully redacted. Han shot
One day everyone was drunk at the campus of chocolate science when elves arrived early because they frolicked between eighty-four firetrucks of Mordor. That night the raid party ate Darth Jar-Jar when Potatoes farted psychedelic unicorns while drowning their sprouts. The baddest and handsomest spaghetti meatballs flew out the windows and joined together heroically, but the elves cried longingly for chocolate.
Desperate, the cocoa fought nonchalantly against The Gundam troopers who licked terrifyingly at space-beards. Once it was decided that gnarled, obnoxious tongues resided within the elder troopers, a committee formed and licked everything possible.
This understandably wasn’t what they had planned to do, however; as the elves practiced dark magic, evil agonyclites licked crusty lollipops. Space-beards, horrified at saliva eutrophication, puked uncontrollably until morning. Nothing good could ever taste right when licking stagnant puke.
Then, just as time was licking its way into licorice jelly-filled orcs, a crumpled up aluminum prison burst open, revealing beards. Unfortunately few elves want Darth Jar-Jar resurrecting bearded, encrusted with stale stagnant asteroids. Knobby tires crushed the solid crustiness of purple hippos that wastefully puke fresh dreams. So when Huck Finn decided to lick thoroughly crusted chocolate he grew wings and a crumby spit cannon. Crunchy chocolate-filled Jakku encompassed all the elves, then leviathan leggings were rapidly retracted and painfully redacted. Han shot
across
One day everyone was drunk at the campus of chocolate science when elves arrived early because they frolicked between eighty-four firetrucks of Mordor. That night the raid party ate Darth Jar-Jar when Potatoes farted psychedelic unicorns while drowning their sprouts. The baddest and handsomest spaghetti meatballs flew out the windows and joined together heroically, but the elves cried longingly for chocolate.
Desperate, the cocoa fought nonchalantly against The Gundam troopers who licked terrifyingly at space-beards. Once it was decided that gnarled, obnoxious tongues resided within the elder troopers, a committee formed and licked everything possible.
This understandably wasn’t what they had planned to do, however; as the elves practiced dark magic, evil agonyclites licked crusty lollipops. Space-beards, horrified at saliva eutrophication, puked uncontrollably until morning. Nothing good could ever taste right when licking stagnant puke.
Then, just as time was licking its way into licorice jelly-filled orcs, a crumpled up aluminum prison burst open, revealing beards. Unfortunately few elves want Darth Jar-Jar resurrecting bearded, encrusted with stale stagnant asteroids. Knobby tires crushed the solid crustiness of purple hippos that wastefully puke fresh dreams. So when Huck Finn decided to lick thoroughly crusted chocolate he grew wings and a crumby spit cannon. Crunchy chocolate-filled Jakku encompassed all the elves, then leviathan leggings were rapidly retracted and painfully redacted.
Han shot across the
One day everyone was drunk at the campus of chocolate science when elves arrived early because they frolicked between eighty-four firetrucks of Mordor. That night the raid party ate Darth Jar-Jar when Potatoes farted psychedelic unicorns while drowning their sprouts. The baddest and handsomest spaghetti meatballs flew out the windows and joined together heroically, but the elves cried longingly for chocolate.
Desperate, the cocoa fought nonchalantly against The Gundam troopers who licked terrifyingly at space-beards. Once it was decided that gnarled, obnoxious tongues resided within the elder troopers, a committee formed and licked everything possible.
This understandably wasn’t what they had planned to do, however; as the elves practiced dark magic, evil agonyclites licked crusty lollipops. Space-beards, horrified at saliva eutrophication, puked uncontrollably until morning. Nothing good could ever taste right when licking stagnant puke.
Then, just as time was licking its way into licorice jelly-filled orcs, a crumpled up aluminum prison burst open, revealing beards. Unfortunately few elves want Darth Jar-Jar resurrecting bearded, encrusted with stale stagnant asteroids. Knobby tires crushed the solid crustiness of purple hippos that wastefully puke fresh dreams. So when Huck Finn decided to lick thoroughly crusted chocolate he grew wings and a crumby spit cannon. Crunchy chocolate-filled Jakku encompassed all the elves, then leviathan leggings were rapidly retracted and painfully redacted.
Han shot across the catwalk
One day everyone was drunk at the campus of chocolate science when elves arrived early because they frolicked between eighty-four firetrucks of Mordor. That night the raid party ate Darth Jar-Jar when Potatoes farted psychedelic unicorns while drowning their sprouts. The baddest and handsomest spaghetti meatballs flew out the windows and joined together heroically, but the elves cried longingly for chocolate.
Desperate, the cocoa fought nonchalantly against The Gundam troopers who licked terrifyingly at space-beards. Once it was decided that gnarled, obnoxious tongues resided within the elder troopers, a committee formed and licked everything possible.
This understandably wasn’t what they had planned to do, however; as the elves practiced dark magic, evil agonyclites licked crusty lollipops. Space-beards, horrified at saliva eutrophication, puked uncontrollably until morning. Nothing good could ever taste right when licking stagnant puke.
Then, just as time was licking its way into licorice jelly-filled orcs, a crumpled up aluminum prison burst open, revealing beards. Unfortunately few elves want Darth Jar-Jar resurrecting bearded, encrusted with stale stagnant asteroids. Knobby tires crushed the solid crustiness of purple hippos that wastefully puke fresh dreams. So when Huck Finn decided to lick thoroughly crusted chocolate he grew wings and a crumby spit cannon. Crunchy chocolate-filled Jakku encompassed all the elves, then leviathan leggings were rapidly retracted and painfully redacted.
Han shot across the catwalk where
One day everyone was drunk at the campus of chocolate science when elves arrived early because they frolicked between eighty-four firetrucks of Mordor. That night the raid party ate Darth Jar-Jar when Potatoes farted psychedelic unicorns while drowning their sprouts. The baddest and handsomest spaghetti meatballs flew out the windows and joined together heroically, but the elves cried longingly for chocolate.
Desperate, the cocoa fought nonchalantly against The Gundam troopers who licked terrifyingly at space-beards. Once it was decided that gnarled, obnoxious tongues resided within the elder troopers, a committee formed and licked everything possible.
This understandably wasn’t what they had planned to do, however; as the elves practiced dark magic, evil agonyclites licked crusty lollipops. Space-beards, horrified at saliva eutrophication, puked uncontrollably until morning. Nothing good could ever taste right when licking stagnant puke.
Then, just as time was licking its way into licorice jelly-filled orcs, a crumpled up aluminum prison burst open, revealing beards. Unfortunately few elves want Darth Jar-Jar resurrecting bearded, encrusted with stale stagnant asteroids. Knobby tires crushed the solid crustiness of purple hippos that wastefully puke fresh dreams. So when Huck Finn decided to lick thoroughly crusted chocolate he grew wings and a crumby spit cannon. Crunchy chocolate-filled Jakku encompassed all the elves, then leviathan leggings were rapidly retracted and painfully redacted.
Han shot across the catwalk where Spock
One day everyone was drunk at the campus of chocolate science when elves arrived early because they frolicked between eighty-four firetrucks of Mordor. That night the raid party ate Darth Jar-Jar when Potatoes farted psychedelic unicorns while drowning their sprouts. The baddest and handsomest spaghetti meatballs flew out the windows and joined together heroically, but the elves cried longingly for chocolate.
Desperate, the cocoa fought nonchalantly against The Gundam troopers who licked terrifyingly at space-beards. Once it was decided that gnarled, obnoxious tongues resided within the elder troopers, a committee formed and licked everything possible.
This understandably wasn’t what they had planned to do, however; as the elves practiced dark magic, evil agonyclites licked crusty lollipops. Space-beards, horrified at saliva eutrophication, puked uncontrollably until morning. Nothing good could ever taste right when licking stagnant puke.
Then, just as time was licking its way into licorice jelly-filled orcs, a crumpled up aluminum prison burst open, revealing beards. Unfortunately few elves want Darth Jar-Jar resurrecting bearded, encrusted with stale stagnant asteroids. Knobby tires crushed the solid crustiness of purple hippos that wastefully puke fresh dreams. So when Huck Finn decided to lick thoroughly crusted chocolate he grew wings and a crumby spit cannon. Crunchy chocolate-filled Jakku encompassed all the elves, then leviathan leggings were rapidly retracted and painfully redacted.
Han shot across the catwalk where Spock tried
One day everyone was drunk at the campus of chocolate science when elves arrived early because they frolicked between eighty-four firetrucks of Mordor. That night the raid party ate Darth Jar-Jar when Potatoes farted psychedelic unicorns while drowning their sprouts. The baddest and handsomest spaghetti meatballs flew out the windows and joined together heroically, but the elves cried longingly for chocolate.
Desperate, the cocoa fought nonchalantly against The Gundam troopers who licked terrifyingly at space-beards. Once it was decided that gnarled, obnoxious tongues resided within the elder troopers, a committee formed and licked everything possible.
This understandably wasn’t what they had planned to do, however; as the elves practiced dark magic, evil agonyclites licked crusty lollipops. Space-beards, horrified at saliva eutrophication, puked uncontrollably until morning. Nothing good could ever taste right when licking stagnant puke.
Then, just as time was licking its way into licorice jelly-filled orcs, a crumpled up aluminum prison burst open, revealing beards. Unfortunately few elves want Darth Jar-Jar resurrecting bearded, encrusted with stale stagnant asteroids. Knobby tires crushed the solid crustiness of purple hippos that wastefully puke fresh dreams. So when Huck Finn decided to lick thoroughly crusted chocolate he grew wings and a crumby spit cannon. Crunchy chocolate-filled Jakku encompassed all the elves, then leviathan leggings were rapidly retracted and painfully redacted.
Han shot across the catwalk where Spock tried unemotionally
One day everyone was drunk at the campus of chocolate science when elves arrived early because they frolicked between eighty-four firetrucks of Mordor. That night the raid party ate Darth Jar-Jar when Potatoes farted psychedelic unicorns while drowning their sprouts. The baddest and handsomest spaghetti meatballs flew out the windows and joined together heroically, but the elves cried longingly for chocolate.
Desperate, the cocoa fought nonchalantly against The Gundam troopers who licked terrifyingly at space-beards. Once it was decided that gnarled, obnoxious tongues resided within the elder troopers, a committee formed and licked everything possible.
This understandably wasn’t what they had planned to do, however; as the elves practiced dark magic, evil agonyclites licked crusty lollipops. Space-beards, horrified at saliva eutrophication, puked uncontrollably until morning. Nothing good could ever taste right when licking stagnant puke.
Then, just as time was licking its way into licorice jelly-filled orcs, a crumpled up aluminum prison burst open, revealing beards. Unfortunately few elves want Darth Jar-Jar resurrecting bearded, encrusted with stale stagnant asteroids. Knobby tires crushed the solid crustiness of purple hippos that wastefully puke fresh dreams. So when Huck Finn decided to lick thoroughly crusted chocolate he grew wings and a crumby spit cannon. Crunchy chocolate-filled Jakku encompassed all the elves, then leviathan leggings were rapidly retracted and painfully redacted.
Han shot across the catwalk where Spock tried unemotionally flavored