The Tuna Sandwich

Results from our one word at a time story; One day a man awoke from his coma, seeing piss all flowing richly, kitschy over head. UFO's abducted his dentist, thankfully they smelled like mint, rather than burnt rubber. Red glop was indomitably friction created, masterfully, extravagantly by Ronald "Three Dice" McCoy, who ate pickled herring. Then he circumnavigated around town, out into an elephant eating houses. Chopping chops BBQ'd gherkins induced rubbish farts. Meanwhile baked beings confused ca-warp-engines-fuel-propulision-system-overhaul and clouds of dust came out when they pressed the button for warp drive factor ten. Shattering Spluuuttttertertatataterter, drop. Fortunately none were able to eat the tuna sandwich. The End