The Run-on Sentence

[qwerty123456]

free refund from

[ALEXhatena]

Real State agencies and

[amoney1999]

Cranky old men than

[aceofthorns]

I went to the park to go

[Ryan86me]

poop on the hedges

[amoney1999]

While eating a lobster and

[Dragonvarsity]

being stalked by Orville Redenbacher,

P.S. Here's the current sentence by the way, with a few adjustments for it to make more sense.

Xtrahuman is the person responsible for this thread which has horrible grammar and is growing rather slowly like no other thread has before, and just when you thought it was about to end, a marshmallow came down from the sky and squished its gelatin which oozed out all over my potato chips next to my TV remote which held all of the secrets to the forbidden temple of the Chia pet in addition to the channels of my TV which counted as high as 656 or 959, if you looked at the TV upside down, which caused the TV to turn the screen upside down for you and defied the laws of physics, however it's okay because I don't believe in the laws of physics because I am a creationist who likes cheese on the spaghetti I eat when Mario requests it for dinner while teaching Luigi how to carry a franchise on your shoulders during the 1929 depression which affected me, meanwhile I go on a search for a golden turtle with the power of flight for carrying babies and dropping them into baskets that were filled with snakes which were allergic to the babies, who scared the snakes which bit the baby, giving him an allergic reaction to biscuits cut in half with jelly in between to make a biscuit sandwich thingy that caused an explosion that ruined my reputation, and yet the baby ate too many sandwiches causing him to suddenly hate LBP2, so I then banished him to the land of large, sweaty buffalo, which promptly began to lick me in comraderie, then put me back in my mom's basement, which was filled with creepy giant octopi and oysters filled with oysters, so they could fill themselves with even more oysters so as to create an infinite loop of oyster-ception, causing the collapse of civilization as we know it without any wild xtrahuman to stop it... oh wait there he is, with ten pounds of fried pinto beans to save the world somehow, but pinto beans can't reproduce, so he had to grab a nice lunch, which had a sandwich and a pickle which was tasty, but the pickle was the TV again, which still was upside down but I flipped it, making people into Frankenturrets, so GLaDOS got a hold of a tank of neurotoxin, and she choked everyone in the Enrichment Center, but I was cast off into space, meaning everything in Aperture returned to more or less normal, until Valve made Portal 3, in which Wheatley returns from space after GLaDOS needs his help, because Chell is gone and Aperture needs test subjects, so GLaDOS gives Wheatley legs and arms and makes him a subject, so Wheatley is the playable character then, meaning he's not in space, so meme users spammed the internet with "I'M NOT IN SPAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACE," which made Valve send out an update that replaced the space core with the curiosity core, but the fans got sick of hearing "Who are you?" instead of "I'M IN SPAAAAAAAAAAAAAACE!!!," at which point I stepped in a pile of SHAAAAAAAAAVING CREAM, although it was rather messy and such, so I got a free refund from real estate agencies and cranky old men, and then I went to the park to go poop on the hedges while eating a lobster and being stalked by Orville Redenbacher.

[L1N3R1D3R•]

"Your popcorn is simply scrumptious!" I told him, when

[eyepet2002]

my dog ate the rest of it because it thought it was edible gold,

Sentence so far:

 Xtrahuman is the person responsible for this thread which has horrible grammar and is growing rather slowly like no other thread has before, and just when you thought it was about to end, a marshmallow came down from the sky and squished its gelatin which oozed out all over my potato chips next to my TV remote which held all of the secrets to the forbidden temple of the Chia pet in addition to the channels of my TV which counted as high as 656 or 959, if you looked at the TV upside down, which caused the TV to turn the screen upside down for you and defied the laws of physics, however it's okay because I don't believe in the laws of physics because I am a creationist who likes cheese on the spaghetti I eat when Mario requests it for dinner while teaching Luigi how to carry a franchise on your shoulders during the 1929 depression which affected me, meanwhile I go on a search for a golden turtle with the power of flight for carrying babies and dropping them into baskets that were filled with snakes which were allergic to the babies, who scared the snakes which bit the baby, giving him an allergic reaction to biscuits cut in half with jelly in between to make a biscuit sandwich thingy that caused an explosion that ruined my reputation, and yet the baby ate too many sandwiches causing him to suddenly hate LBP2, so I then banished him to the land of large, sweaty buffalo, which promptly began to lick me in comraderie, then put me back in my mom's basement, which was filled with creepy giant octopi and oysters filled with oysters, so they could fill themselves with even more oysters so as to create an infinite loop of oyster-ception, causing the collapse of civilization as we know it without any wild xtrahuman to stop it... oh wait there he is, with ten pounds of fried pinto beans to save the world somehow, but pinto beans can't reproduce, so he had to grab a nice lunch, which had a sandwich and a pickle which was tasty, but the pickle was the TV again, which still was upside down but I flipped it, making people into Frankenturrets, so GLaDOS got a hold of a tank of neurotoxin, and she choked everyone in the Enrichment Center, but I was cast off into space, meaning everything in Aperture returned to more or less normal, until Valve made Portal 3, in which Wheatley returns from space after GLaDOS needs his help, because Chell is gone and Aperture needs test subjects, so GLaDOS gives Wheatley legs and arms and makes him a subject, so Wheatley is the playable character then, meaning he's not in space, so meme users spammed the internet with "I'M NOT IN SPAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACE," which made Valve send out an update that replaced the space core with the curiosity core, but the fans got sick of hearing "Who are you?" instead of "I'M IN SPAAAAAAAAAAAAAACE!!!," at which point I stepped in a pile of SHAAAAAAAAAVING CREAM, although it was rather messy and such, so I got a free refund from real estate agencies and cranky old men, and then I went to the park to go poop on the hedges while eating a lobster and being stalked by Orville Redenbacher, then I told him "Your popcorn is simply scrumptious!", when my dog ate the rest of it because it thought it was edible gold.

Yes, linerider, I had to recorrect your part to remove the end of the sentence.

[L1N3R1D3R•]

when in reality it was just buttered popcorn

[eyepet2002]

which had been pooped on by that dog,

[TenebrisNemo]

until a meteor hit the dog

[L1N3R1D3R•]

and split him into a thousand

[DiamondDiancie10]

puppies, which started

[TenebrisNemo]

to eat people's food from the park which lead to

[L1N3R1D3R•]

massive famine and caused

[TenebrisNemo]

massive groups of humans commit cannibalism

[L1N3R1D3R•]

just to survive, and then the survivors

[TenebrisNemo]

created their own religion

[L1N3R1D3R•]

that worshipped the god of