Once upon a time

There once was a fairly new set of obese novelists that wrote about the journeys of exploring a sphincter with a giant sword named Buttcaliber which assisted in selecting the right man thongs to build an empire of bloody noses which they deemed ‘The Sweatiest Nakedest Darn Place on EFJDlobville' No one was all that impressed with this suddent declaration of nudity and perspiration so they all began to use iguanas as tennis rackets, pogo sticks, and various other recreational materials. Occasionally the iguanas would become dead presidents in zombie incarnate form and begin feeding on a burlap sack of chickens.