the pool causee it was a birthday party and she had been invited and she was driving and she died

The caveman's root in genders roles had repercussions the next time they met another group of migrating Australopithecus in the company of the future people & their shiny sky thing

exact from these hoity toity so called friends of mine. Hight Society indeed. Only High Society knows the best way to serve your friends chilled revenge & have them love it & ask

I found my scepter where I hadn't thought to look. There it was beaming it's majesty at me. We were glad to see each other again. Few times were a king & his scepter so much in lea

I'm so blind a can not see. I can know because I don't know how to know. You know?

Just because they weren't speaking to each other didn't mean they couldn't speak to themselves aloud. "I wonder what that thunderous pop was in my half of the common area," said

While Stu was checking with the John Birch Society, they heard a thunderous pop in their common area. They both looked over their half of the rail, directly across from each other.

They were thinking about adopting a new cause for the summer. They were thinking this well past the middle of the summer. What new cause could they find? Lance checked with Amnesty

He thought they didn't like it because of the productivity reports. It wasn't that. It was that they loved the chill pad atmosphere of the office sitting on bean bags so much that

Before we could even yell, the chickens turned their tails toward us and volleyed upon us every egg they had. We tried climbing back over the fence, but our hands were too slippery

device that doesn't come from Sagittarius Cybernetics. Fred can taste our human foibles. There are all in our pee. Who wants Fred to drink their pee first? If your future doesn't

use tools like my axe are not really as limited as you'd think. Which I demonstrated by beheading my attacker and at the same time fixing his spelling for him. He died serene. The

and used the motherfucker to wallop the other motherfucker into submission. The defeated golfer took the Mulligan plus a penalty stroke and got his balls off the course. Mary's

Which I yet to see. Oh yeah, I died but not my true death. If it had been my true death how could I be writing this to you? The plummet had splattered my body widely. Easy pickings

decided to become an actual naked mole rat. Step 1: Get naked. Step 2: Befriend the furries, falsely swear your loyalty to them. Step 3: Break oath from Step 2, betray

Humans might have tasted weird, but their online platforms for writing and sharing reviews were second-to-none. It seemed ironic that I was using an Earthling device to critique

Other people tried to reach the top, but like I said, no room. I had to keep shoving them off. I couldn't even count the bodies in the corpse pile at the mountain's base.

So, if nobody remembers, what's the point? Why do I scribe my meaningless letters, flinging them into the void of the Internet and hoping for a response?

His three lady friends refused to comment. I shoved my microphone in each of their faces, asking for the truth. But none of them would confirm that he went down.

caper orgy. I never participated but I got off just the same. The next morning no questions were asked so no lying answers had to die. The orgies celebrated being alive & helped re