serious when engaged in platform games on my C64. My favourite game defies easy categorisation it’s a real brain jarring complex game with many worlds that take the user through

at the Queuing Lovers Convention. This line is moving too quickly for my liking. I like a long hard queue that meanders around corners and zigzags back and forth. The big kid in f

Hoofbat could only detect movement by making a shrill pinging noise her efforts to interrupt by holding a finger up were completely wasted. Hoofbat continued to rant about

at me as I returned a flummoxed look and said: "What the...?""O.K... dude listen i am not going to be any more problematic to you and move out to Yakutsk, Russia. I like cold

pulled the human brains out of the trash. She rinsed them in cold water. Patted them dry. Then she got the turkey guts out of her dish. The brains went in to replace them. Salt and

That really wasn't the optimum situation for any them.

I was besides myself. What do I do? What do I do? WHAT DO I DO!!? Ms. Keisha was dead. The Resident Assistant was dead, in my bed, naked. Nice inkwork on her inner thigh, though.

the proper type for me, A negative, but beginning to infuse it into my body anyway. An hour and a half later pass the incident I hoped to get a little more strength and green

when they realize that they can sell their goods or try and investing time in more thefts to be at the top of the black market. Next morning I walked down the street and saw a lady

was just saving cost on buying a picture frame, Mother would not be happy about it for sure... During a Sunday church visit he witnessed his mother there also wearing a blue dress

that was that. They moved out of the town the next day. Took everything except for a pencil somebody tried to burn in a ritual. Just a little blood and the pencil will be fine. Got

the two guard dogs we own and certainly will not allow anybody use their abilities, officers or not. Only we allow canine Gravitas and Pathos to

not gonna let go of my wife so I just let that devil have her, I ran so fast I started having bunions in my feet. "Phew, I need something to drink now" I thought and

being the disgusting alien it is... "Olives!", "I have olives for you!" I quickly exclaimed thinking it now will stop in its tracks, and suddenly it did work and it started

"It was the guy over there" Said the ghost that appeared out of thin air, pointing directly to a small bush near the staircase. Everybody went toward that bush and

Ever tried to argue with a middle management centurion? Yu think communication between different departments is poor in the modern age? Most of the pigeons were dying from being et

Stomped on their own brain before!" The crowd cheered and threw their limbs in the air as the AGT team preened at the contestant. Mel opened her head and said" do what thou whilst"

Some ways far more unrealistic if you're made of char. Did you remember step 8? That one's easy. Wait... You didn't? Oh shiii... *the world explodes, leaving them floating... *

Species, others argued I should be dissected in order to glean any medical information to help future mer-kind. After a few sea shandies, some even said they should mate with me

MJ had turned Mars into a intergalactic Neverland ranch. Nothing creepier than a empty funfair on a planet as empty as Mars. But is it empty? My ears prick up. Is that the sound of