Random Book of Randomness

LOL!!!

Omg guys 😂

Soo, I checked out a story generator to see how it was. It asked for a bunch of random stuff and here's what it came up with XD 

Two Cowardly Uncles Running to the Beat (that's the title)

Barry Clifford looked at the solid record in his hands and felt surprised.

He walked over to the window and reflected on his deserted surroundings. He had always loved grand Los Angeles with its lovely, loose lakes. It was a place that encouraged his tendency to feel surprised.

Then he saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the figure of Mavis Humble. Mavis was a virtuous ogre with slimy eyebrows and pointy moles.

Barry gulped. He glanced at his own reflection. He was an optimistic, snooty, whiskey drinker with ample eyebrows and pink moles. His friends saw him as a perfect, plastic patient. Once, he had even brought a talented owl back from the brink of death.

But not even an optimistic person who had once brought a talented owl back from the brink of death, was prepared for what Mavis had in store today.

The snow flurried like skipping tortoises, making Barry fuzzy.

As Barry stepped outside and Mavis came closer, he could see the knotty glint in her eye.

Mavis glared with all the wrath of 8412 stupid breezy bears. She said, in hushed tones, "I hate you and I want peace."

Barry looked back, even more fuzzy and still fingering the solid record. "Mavis, Is that real leather," he replied.

They looked at each other with concerned feelings, like two greasy, green gerbils partying at a very grateful Halloween party, which had orchestral music playing in the background and two cowardly uncles running to the beat.

Barry studied Mavis's slimy eyebrows and pointy moles. Eventually, he took a deep breath. "I'm sorry," began Barry in apologetic tones, "but I don't feel the same way, and I never will. I just don't hate you Mavis."

Mavis looked active, her emotions raw like a petite, pretty piano.

Barry could actually hear Mavis's emotions shatter into 8098 pieces. Then the virtuous ogre hurried away into the distance.

Not even a glass of whiskey would calm Barry's nerves tonight.

THE END

WOW!!! I mean, so underestimated! Lol

Well it was a random story generator so I'll give it that