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Gather round we have a story to tell, but we need your help!
We want to create the craziest, most random #1Nite story, but we have a massive case of writers block. All we have so far is “So this #1Nite…”
Help us write the rest of it! There are two ways to get in on the action:
1. Tweet @CobraStarship finishing the sentence: “So this #1Nite…” (you must include #1Nite in your tweet)2. Reblog this post and add your sentence (max 200 characters).
Each morning, we’ll pick our favorite sentence and add it to the ongoing story. If we pick your entry, you’ll be entered to win the grand prize! What is the grand prize? Well, not only will you win a Cobra shirt of your choice from our webstore, BUT you’ll also get your very own copy of the story signed by us! That’s right, at the end of contest, we’ll turn the ultimate #1Nite story into an actual book with illustrations and everything! Get creative Cobras, let’s make this #1Nite a story we’ll never forget!
Also, you can download #1Nite on iTunes and watch the music video here
So This #1Nite…
I woke up in a backyard tent full of mimes.
There’s something on the ceiling but I can’t quite work out what.
So I reach over for my torch and instead find myself holding onto a two-day old hotdog with the Batman symbol on it. 
I feel my Spidey senses tingling so I pull out my pocket-sized flamethrower, burn the hotdog, and hope the smell will attract a leprechaun so he can tell me what to do.
A leprechaun came and took me to a parking lot where a blue alpaca and a bold deer were having a party.
I was attacked by ninjas but fought them off with tigers wielding shotguns.. then I went with them to eat cake.
A fat genie comes out of the cake which was a disguised magic lamp, and he offers me three wishes.
My first wish is for everybody in the world to be wearing matching ponchos and moustaches.

@imaginefosho (via Twitter):

@CobraCrewEU (via Twitter):

@zoroark65 (via Twitter):

@maripiedra (via Twitter):

fiveminutespastschedule:

@ahouseofwolves (via Twitter):

xan-der-shinywolf:

theymightbebeatles:

cobrastarship:

Gather round we have a story to tell, but we need your help!

We want to create the craziest, most random #1Nite story, but we have a massive case of writers block. All we have so far is “So this #1Nite…”

Help us write the rest of it! There are two ways to get in on the action:

1. Tweet @CobraStarship finishing the sentence: “So this #1Nite…” (you must include #1Nite in your tweet)
2. Reblog this post and add your sentence (max 200 characters).

Each morning, we’ll pick our favorite sentence and add it to the ongoing story. If we pick your entry, you’ll be entered to win the grand prize! What is the grand prize? Well, not only will you win a Cobra shirt of your choice from our webstore, BUT you’ll also get your very own copy of the story signed by us! That’s right, at the end of contest, we’ll turn the ultimate #1Nite story into an actual book with illustrations and everything! Get creative Cobras, let’s make this #1Nite a story we’ll never forget!

Also, you can download #1Nite on iTunes and watch the music video here

So This #1Nite…

I woke up in a backyard tent full of mimes.

There’s something on the ceiling but I can’t quite work out what.

So I reach over for my torch and instead find myself holding onto a two-day old hotdog with the Batman symbol on it. 

I feel my Spidey senses tingling so I pull out my pocket-sized flamethrower, burn the hotdog, and hope the smell will attract a leprechaun so he can tell me what to do.

A leprechaun came and took me to a parking lot where a blue alpaca and a bold deer were having a party.

I was attacked by ninjas but fought them off with tigers wielding shotguns.. then I went with them to eat cake.

A fat genie comes out of the cake which was a disguised magic lamp, and he offers me three wishes.

My first wish is for everybody in the world to be wearing matching ponchos and moustaches.

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