Compilation:
At the brink of night, just out of sight, was a stranger in fright. I ran outside to investigate. That's when I heard the lady next door yell "What are you doing?!" So I told her, "I am searching for the golden apron of fortitude. This Apron when electrified, can turn soil and rocks into peanut butter and jelly sandwiches, wheat, rice corn, oats and morph into a 300 pound purple people-eater that likes to sing children songs and dance on green tomatoes. All the frolick like an elf while using humans like toothpicks.
He pokes people with toothpicks while strapping on his nuclear-powered aluminium foil deflector beanie, which was given by that girl to protect him from the feeling of loneliness, he felt since the nuclear powered beanie made him sterile, so he went to Tadpoles-R-Us where he was injected with a nuff tadpoles to fill..."Wait!", he yelled, "What are you doing with that really long...what the?!"
Next Elvis walked in with a red cape on. He grabbed the purple people-eater, the long what the?!, and the keys to the limo. Meanwhile, across town the armadilo and kangaroo swaggered into the local kangaroo/armadilo bar. But before they had a chance to order, they broke the 5-word limit, incurring the wrath of the word limit deities that spit martini. However, this time they had rum instead of gin and visited the underworld where they saw a sticky slimy bob thingy. Or rather, a slime Bob secreted was found bubbling moodily near a ravenous alien.
Waiting for the intergalactic bus to the Radnuxean Galaxy, where jellyfish are purple, was a drunken bum of priceless proportions. His name was something like Joak the Bloke of Eritrea, who Ate a Pea a Day.