She chambered a round and unloaded unto the

She chambered a round and unloaded unto the dashboard. Her OCD with following rules wasn't going to keep her from speeding to her wedding. Without a speedometer, loopholes emerged

in her vows. She started to see that her matrimonial promises were riddled with Swiss cheese. It was a marriage in name but actually only friends with benefits. This pleased her

vagina, but not her heart. So she

tossed aside any modicum of decorum or any other latin-based word, and

took up French--except he didn't know any. In his frustration to find a word in any language to describe his emotions he tore away his clothing to reveal to all a robotic chassis

and was stunned by her reaction. Or rather, the lack of it. The fact is, she long thought something was amiss. Little signs (always setting off airport scanners, glowing red pupils

she must be a... Time Lord.

After the initial shock I realized that I must be a giant, purple bear, because I love honey and shit rainbows.

Then I steped around getting used to this big bear body then suddenly the smell of honey in my nose I started following the smell to find myself stuck in a trap.

Luckily, is was one of those stupid box traps with a stick. I threw off the box and tracked the scent to a Honeycombs Cereal factory. The honey was artificial, but I was happy.