This is a tale about the most terrifying anglo-saxon monster to ever walk the earth. Well I say walk but this monster glides!
He stroked his facial hair. Flashes popped. The press leaned in. The pause was like a silent avalanche. Then the musician said, "I call it Post-Electric Samba Folk."
Damn. Pau Gasol is sooooo se-xxxyyyy. Mmmmmm... Sus bolas de regate son como la poesÃa en el movimiento. Creo que estoy enamorado. Go Lakers!
The men in white painter overalls pulled on smurf masks & entered the jewelry store. A woman in a smurfette mask yelled. "Everyone on the floor. This is a smurf up!" & brandished
I live in a world where the sun and the moon race each other for the happiness humanity. Yesterday for the first time in a while the moon shined so bright that darkness was jealous
Why is it that when the first thing we want to learn in a foreign language is new swear words? You travel & can't ask for directions but can call people mofos?
We'd watched Stripes, Full Metal Jacket, crushed a few too many beers & put in work on a handle of Jack. I said "Seriously; don't do it. Canada has free health care & nice breezes.
"Feather me this, feather me that. The feather weaver has got your back," the madman chuckled, his arms frollicking and his eyebrows dancing. There were feathers... everywhere.
Amanda Widdershins looked around at her new apartment: modern, reasonably well made, good view of the city lights, but sterile somehow compared to the farmhouse she had sold. She