from the heavens like the spirit wind, the kamikaze, pelting him into compliance, prying his hands away from each other and away from my hind parts. How about a cesarean section?

And to be one hundred percent clear, I am totally referring to human race relations in America. I know this can be a dicey subject, but I feel like here and now is the proper place

if Toogs is a robot. 1. Does Toogs contribute to this story. Yes, he did. It could go either way. Robot maybe. 2. Does he know the death face of a Fibonacci Sequence in the Park? 3

Funny how eternity can come around and bite you on the ass like that. That should have been on the brochure when I went in. Or out. At this point, I don't know if anything is real.

"You mean I'm doomed to repeat the same sentence over and over forever?" asked Tippy. "Yes" the Wizard replied "Both of us."

Sure he was a rake who thought he was a plow. Sure he furled some furrows. He still didn't deserve that nine fingered hoe. That lopper buddy of his doesn't help the situation eithe

It is no, "These pretzels are making me thirsty", but I don't even know what these cookies I am eating are. They are somewhere between a goldfish & a mild mannered simpleton king.

For instance, this one time Sticks blew up two orphanages pm tje south side of the republic. It turned out to be good because they were all future Hitlers. That is what the govern

"Sure, Sirs, let me get my manager for you.. Oh wait, that is me. I'm the manager. This is my tour company so I must be the owner as well. I am as well as controlling interest."

He resorted to dropping it down into first person again. That was me. I found that I was easy to talk to. I had similar ideas myself. I almost always knew what I was about to say.

The voices kept telling me traitor numero uno was above suspicion because of his suspicious behavior. If he had really been suspicious he wouldn't have been so suspicious. That was

That was a search party. They might deny it now, but they'll see. I looked back down at Jonny Belinda. She was pacing in front of the pig sty sluice. She was rolling her hands in

Yes, I could've looked it up. Even though I'm forgetting, I haven't forgotten what forgetting means. So I try to remember which world I'm in. We were the only search engine we had.

so. Spontaneous Elephantine Combustion is, of course, only theoretical at this point. Such a reaction would require very specific circumstances, such as a large concentration of

Sometimes, its a tuft of hair. an ear ring. Maybe a glass eye. If they had one. Jove forbid if they had more than one. Still, we faced what we faced. Those who didn't saw our asses

That is just you placing your stake. In the ground with you iron stake! INTO THE GROUND! That is the way it felt for you but you had nobody to share it with. You had your trophies.

It seems to materialize in a irregularly regular pattern that is making you & I, wearier & wearier. What am I doing in this irregularly irregular regular pattern with no maypole?

I set out to fold Fractured Fairytales but folded the real zombie wives of Thimbuktu. I got my chicken foot. You know it. Stews needs lots of things, lots of things. Mmmm Mm. It ne

that I know what I'm talking about as a narrator? Jeez louise, just follow along and try not to get ahead of me. Where was I. The cobbler, right. The cobbler ...now hold on, you

Threatened once by a penguin is more than enough. What could Tennessee Tuxedo have on the Guttfish? Tennessee was not one to flaunt the law in this fashion. Who was the walrus? Who