The Intensity Alphabet Game

[Lucifer]

winsome wench, it doth creep upon the face of the earth as like unto the very spawn of satan.

[DirtDawg]

X-tacy as she creeps over my face, I consume her to sate my taste for the most satanic of all spawn, as I AM EARTH.

[duncvis]

Yea, and I cried out, 'wilt thou bring me beer?'

[Calandale]

Zilch! That is how many times I shall post
here again.

[duncvis]

And swine shall flit across the sky.

[Lucifer]

braying as the very hoovéd asses (and that's donkeys, to you american folk) and hungry like the wolf.

(i'm subverting this game, and making a subplot game, for added pith.    )

[ozymandias]

Consumed by the searing agony of the fires of the Inferno!

[Lucifer]

devastated by the battle of the beanfield.

[Calandale]

emergent methane by the cubic liter.

[ozymandias]

 Fetid was  the resulting stench of farting from the consumed beans wafting over the oncoming hosts.

[Calandale]

Gagging on that sweet stench,
the children fled from the room.

[Lucifer]

hieronymous bosch was a sharp dressed man.

[Scrapheap]

I just poopied. 

[ozymandias]

Just thinking of that reminds me of an old saying;  "Man who farts in church, sits in his own pew."

[ozymandias]

KKK