Obama gazed deeply into Castro's weathered face and spoke softly. "Fidel, I know we've had our differences, but I'm willing to overlook 50 years of failed policy if you are."
"Of course I am. What's past is past."
"So, does that mean I can have the sugar?"
"Jes. You can have all the sugar you want." Castro leaned closer, his voice husky, "As long as you get it from me. Now, stop talking and kiss me, like you did when we were younger."

Can you write something more odd than this?

Müs gazed deeply into Khross's weathered face and spoke softly. "I know we've had our differences, but I'm willing to overlook 3 years of guild wars if you are."
"Of course I am. What's past is past."
"So, does that mean I can have the Nightslayer Chest Piece?"
"Jes. You can have all the Nightslayer armor you want." Khross leaned closer, his voice husky, "As long as you get it from me. Now, stop talking and kiss me, like you did when we were younger."

Is that weirder?

Nitefox gazed deeply into Montegue's weathered face and spoke softly. "Monte, I know we've had our differences, but I'm willing to overlook 10 years of childish flame wars if you are."
"Of course I am. What's past is past."
"So, does that mean I can win the argument?"
"Jes. You can win all the arguments you want." Montegue leaned closer, his voice husky, "As long as you debate only me. Now, stop talking and kiss me, like you did when the boards were down."

It's like Mad Libs! Yay!

It was a stinky day when Mohammed got up in the morning ready to go to Wal-Mart. What Mohammed didn't know was that the purple people posse was waiting for him just outside the Wal-Mart.
Tartar Sauce! he said when he opened his front door squishily.
"We have come to harvest you!" The purple people posse shouted. "Brushing and sweating and farting you some more!"
"No!" Mohammed said as he turned to The purple people posse. "I won't let you!"
Slamming the panties in front of the purple people posse, Mohammed swam through the poop as they tried to fly the purple people posse.
Suddenly, Mohammed sat straight up in socks.
It was all just a fart.

Or was it!

Once upon a time in a New York, not so far away. There lived a snake who was very sad. The snake was sad because Dad had stolen their orange. This orange meant the world to the poor snake. So snake decided that the blue way to solve the problem would be to poop.

So snake set out to poop. While it was in the middle of its poop, Dad arrived and said, “Oh Em Gee, FIRE!” Snake, in a fit of rage, ran right at Dad! Dad naturally dropped the orange and thus was the day punched and Snake lived slowly ever after.