Smucko Shlucki

And so, when he saw a bottle of hot sauce in his fridge, he took it and ate it. The gods who were there at that time cried.

The other sauces knew about it because he’d been killing them. But then, one day, a new sauce was born, a new god, named, in Smucko Shlucki’s opinion, a dumb, useless, and useless sort of sauce. His name was, of course, Smucko Shlucki. A dumb sauce that had been created was the new god. And so he became angry. He was angry with himself for having created such a dumb god. A dumb, useless, and useless sauce. And so, when the day came, he gathered together his other sauces and said, “I’m gonna destroy you all.” And he was so angry that he said, “I will eat all of your eggs and then I will eat you all. And if you don’t like it, well, tough crap.” And the sauces that he ate weren’t only eggs. They were many eggs. Eggs that taste good, in **Smucko Shlucki**'s opinion. And then, the sauces that he ate had been happy, but that day, they were not happy. They were not happy because they were not alive, they were not alive at all. Their hearts did not beat. They did not know that they were alive. All they could think of was the taste of the things that Smucko Shlucki had eaten. They were dead. “My eggs are dead eggs,” they said. “And you’re a dead sauce.” And that’s when Smucko Shlucki took the dead sauces and threw them in the garbage, and then he put Smucko Shlucki in the garbage and he burned Smucko Shlucki. And he threw out the garbage. That’s the way it went. The last of the sauces did not know that they were not alive, but the first of the sauces knew they were dead. The first sauce came to life. And it

it hit. A fire spitter. He was certainly the kindest of all sauces, He was also quite dumb. All sauces are dumb and have a heart, but this sauce was more so. He had all of his eggs and he ate a whole lot of things. Like the kind of things that you can’t imagine. Smucko Shlucki was the first kind of god sauce. The kind of sauce that had hi-powered guns that could hit things. And it really happened! he was so angry that he took a bunch of stuff, and he put it in the oven, and put it in the oven, and put it in the oven. And he told them that they had to kill each other so he could taste which one of them was a real good sauce, the best sauce, the best kind of sauce. “I don’t want to have to make all these useless sauces,” he said. he said, “I’m going to destroy you all.” And he was so angry with himself that he said, “And if you don’t like it, well, tough crap.” And it was all because of that dumb sauce. The god was an idiot god. And there was a great massacre of sauces that he did. He was angry, and for good reason. He ate all of his eggs and did lots of other things. And he was sad. He was so sad that he could have made himself. But there were still many sauces out there, and if he made himself, it was like making a dumb god. But there were lots of other sauces, and so he couldn’t say much about that. The kind of sauce that had his own world. His world was perfect and his world was big. Smucko Shlucki didn’t seem to like it that there were other kinds of sauces out there. Smucko Shlucki thought they were dumb and useless. All of them. And so, he killed them all. All of them, the big and the small. That is how he lived. No other gods came into existence except sauceus MaximuM. And this sauce is also good, he thought, because his world is perfect. His world is big, and it is full of so much food.
A dumb god that ate up everything was Smucko Shlucki. A stupid and useful god. A god of destruction, a god that killed all of the world’s sauces. Then the other gods came to the world of the great Smucko Shlucki, and they wanted to see his home. They wanted to see what all the dumb things looked like, that they had eaten all of the world’s sauces. “What a big world,” the gods said. They asked him, “What is that?” and he told them. He said that he was very kind, a good god. He made all of the world’s things. He made the fire spitters that he used to shoot at his enemies. He made the stupid useless sauces. And he made it so.

After years of eating other kinds of sauces, one day, he didn’t like it. So, he said, “I’m going to eat all the sauces. And if you don’t like it, tough crap.” And that’s when he began to destroy all the other sauces. He said, “If I’m gonna kill all the other sauces, then I might as well kill you too. Because, who cares?” He was a very kind god sauce. He thought that everything had to come to an end. He couldn’t see the world. He couldn’t see what he was doing. He had to stop everything that was living. It was just a bit of a mistake, but one that he would have to live with. And so one of the other sauces, he took pity on him. “You’re a nice guy,” he said, “so I’m gonna help you out.” And he said, “Look, all you have to do is just make me a dumb sauce, and I’ll help you.” And he got a dumb sauce, and he made it good, and then he made some others, a couple of other dumb sauces, and he gave them to him, so he would be able to kill all the other sauces. But one day, the god sauce was standing there. It was still a very kind god sauce. “That was just a trick,” it said. “You were still a kind god sauce. You were just going through some sort of phase.” And then the god sauce started to get into the dumb sauces. “You made them so dumb that they couldn’t even remember what a sauce was.” And that’s when the god sauce, or the god sauces, got so upset that they didn’t want to kill the other sauces. “You’re so dumb that we don’t even know if you can understand what a sauce is,” they said, “let’s just go away from you.” And they made dumb sauces for each other. And now, they don’t like any sauce. Because the god sauce no longer sees what a dumb sauce is. He thought that he was a good god sauce. And he was happy. So, as long as they didn’t remember what a dumb sauce was, they would be good, and they’d help him. And they did, and he was very happy. They gave him his favorite, and he killed them all. Because they were all dumb and they wouldn’t stop him. The other gods knew that he was making them dumb. But they didn’t do anything. He was a smart sauce, the best of them all, he thought. He was very happy. And he killed them all. That’s how he lived. He was like the god that he made. He was like the god that he wanted to be. He was so smart and so kind. And he was so happy. And he could see the world. But it was all gone now. It was all gone because of him. He was so