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Yes, the fur's gonna fly in this week's edition of The Fabulous Furry Freak Brothers as fat Freddy hides in a closet with his cat while the hurricane blows away all the dope he
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night terrors I also had. I kept them and the nightmares in the coral behind my collective unconscious: or at least my part of it anyway. Both were very good at picking up the cues
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lived. Therefore we just worry through it, telling ourselves that someday we will stop to smell the roses. Someday we might even plant the roses so that we can smell them. Surreal
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Adolphus lost an astrolabe - all mumsy in the wabe - Drumpf's a piece of work - admit it, you're a jerk.
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When really it's hot and scalds your esophagus like lava being poured down your innards. Or it's too cold and becomes slimy as it slides down. Soup is probably used at Guantanamo.
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lifting and spontaneous Vogue dancing. The Lady Gaga rip off strain came with farts, sneezes, and chronic meat dress fetishes. Most the world fell ill with one or the other until
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we know where secret things are hidden. You thought we were just digging to get out from the fences you erect to hold us captive or to find bones. No we are looking to find
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folds folded by folding foldsters. But lets's just get on with it. Once long ago a hippo swallowed me. Like a veritable Jonah I lived among the pink fleshy folds until
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attach super springs to the bottom of my flappy clown shoes, bounce around a golf course wearing a space helmet & steal the flag of hole 18. Springy bounded over the countryclub's
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The Tahiti sun slivered through the grass walls and my sunburn stung a little. But I had my magic Harry Potter Cream which helped cure
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But Mucky and Lucky's hamster brains were small and squishy, and all they could come up with was to cover the cadaver in wood chips, which made it less visible, but no less
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Pastor Bob thought Dubis meant schlong & spun round quickly. Believing I had said it, he boxed me hard. In rage I grabbed my trusty acid filled squirt gun aimed at my brothe
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going to be drinking tea in the Tiffin Room at Raffles, not on this particular day in any case. Still one can't be choosy. Then I was amazed by
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instead, I chose a lovely see through painters smock over hairy woolen slacks & a fuschia tunic. My mood was high. Until I ostracized one too many clients as a cold caller and
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" Read Mark from the dusty scroll he held in his hands, "You know what this means Nick ? this is proof that there was in fact an inferior race of monkey ancestors long ago"
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He was such a chick magnet that the remainder of Tut's brood followed him back to camp. The excavation team watched the procession and said it was pure poultry in motion.
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the coming apocalyse. Rumors like you would be able to write the apocalypse off on your Federal Income Tax or that lavender suited you or even that the official designer of the
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don't like salt understandably, and meth thorta looks like it. "Could that be the ansther? Now I'm lithping, too." I stared at the slug's rug. I wanted to sniff it for some reason.
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-se favorite musician was Prince, until he croaked. The sexy man-eater cried for weeks when I told her. She'd had her heart set on kissing him and turning him back into a frog.
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Spork because that's the way the dog barked with his runny nose. Caden and Spork went out every morning for bagels until that fateful day when they saw Emily pouring coffee down