Tsk! Pudding. You were trying to make out with Martha Steward, but got in trouble with Zoom, who was also trying to make out with Martha. Martha again tried to hit on Roydalbert, who rejected her because he already was deeply involved with his babe. Martha cried, and comforted herself with the devil, whose peenis was much to small for her, btw.
But in the end, noone got milk and God decided to end this wicked wicketation by doing nothing at all. -- As for me, I now write down gibberish using this proper english gremmeur e spoiling le fantastique.