dive, but at least it was now a clean dive, and relatively free of ghosts, except for those trapped in the Poltergust 2000. Little Pig threw himself on the grill as the customers

n designed to not only destroy a population, but then terraform it to be a suitable habitat for all of the mutants it created with the fallout. How thoughtful of them.

e caps, which she then strung with fishing line into very fashionable necklaces. These were donated to

Life is meaningless. Every action we attempt will one day be forgotten in the dust of an apocalyptic wasteland. Our greatest achievements rendered artifacts by a wayward vagabond..

I never made it as an actor; barely got through cattle calls; rarely had any call backs. Yet, I performed as an attendant, chauffeur, courier, and legal representative for the mob.

Isn't it funny how I keep developing random appendages?

"Why the Hell don't you have the correct coloring?" They looked at each other and blinked in unison, before drawing weapons. "It must be a mutant."

So I grabbed a gun and had some fun, and now I'm sitting in prison. What a shame, such a crying shame, I tried to get oral but my peen was bitten.

She was freer than my love, which I passed around happily to the midnight crew of female Kurds—very firmly carved bodies on those sirens—especially the one they called Samantha Cay

I remember a time when we spelled album how ever the hell we wanted. I was partial to spelling it as *e38. That was me through and though. When the spelling police came around to

The astronomer looked askance at the boy's mother. Look at her, he thought. No wonder the boy was a dolt. "Remember, My Viciously Earthbound Mother Just Shit Under Nine Pigeons."

antagonizing him with his catch phrase." She paused. "It is truly unfortunate that these 2 antagonists share so many evil characteristics and the same first name, Freddy...."

just another weird fetish porn film? I couldn't discern if I liked what I viewed and I shrugged noncommittally. I glanced at my partner, hoping for an answer more decisive than min

The political candidate suddenly sputtered into a fake coughing fit in his attempt to cover up his grammatical mistake during his campaign speech. Mrs. Wentworth stared with a disa

it, for these particular plants needed pure jarred sunlight, and the moonflowers were the favorite food of the moon. She needed moonflowers for the new moon ritual,

vacuously staring at nothing. Perhaps i could scare the undesired company off? I screwed up my courage & attempted my first ever glowering death stare. I squinted and froze my fa

did she like? I could be the coward she wanted or needed. Having girded my loins with just 2 deep breaths, I approached her. She was handing out name tags. I got in line for mine.

You want no more than 300 grams per piece. Any more and it'll be overwhelming. This is not art. It's science and if you're to get the results you want, you need to treat with

ly to haunt my days and nights for the remainder of my wretched existence on this scorched rock. "Fool!" What mania rampaged through me that I thought taking on this responsiblity

the bowl of eye-balls he'd culled and brined. With only moments before he had to depart, he dumped them into his leather pouch, threw open the door, sniffed cautiously for