ked down, I could no longer see the ground. My ladder had taken me higher than any airline airspace. The ladder seemed to keep on going up. I stopped to rest when suddenly my shoe

Now was added the giving of accounts. Assets: one rotund human male body very near the limits of functionality.Standard deduction was the default. We didn't want that. I search the

Today's Mystery Guest had a sore elbow that wasn't theirs. Their mother was a Cygnus Offshoot that went terribly wrong.

A bunch of shooshers shooshed me and pointed out multiple NO CRAWLING ALLOWED signs along the length of the subway walls. I slinked in, instead.My arrival drew no notice by anyone

They say that Richard Cory went mad in his own house, that his fosterlings made a sumptuous feast for the king, but when he asked for more there were no more fosterlings to be had.

The Orange Juicer & his pulpy minions, The Anita Bryants, were basking in the solarium when the Orange Julius Phone chirped In A Glade. With the zest of a citrus god, he was on it.

The duration of my wait was as it was and my notice or non-notice of its passing was of no concern to any one or any body. Gravitational forces where their own reward. Sleeper cars

Pele' kuahuabuawouldwanttobeya. A reluctant savior, but a savior just the same. I didn't want it and I don't know how to save anybody, least of all me. So, you can see these people

and solving crimes on the side. They called her Sergeant Pepper because she lived in a Pepper patch on the edge of the parish. That dog was lonelier than an ass whipping at a nut

It never occurred to me question my sanity, so I deemed that an appropriate answer. It wasn't an airplane. It was an intercontinental ballistic missile. It was headed for my house.

it was in the form of a purple diamond (rather than being orange). The villagers worshiped the Orange One every night at dusk. No photos were to be taken of it. Ever. Or else

I finally faced the threat. The threat was me. It wasn't a threat I had been feeling but a premonition from the future that I was coming to see me in my time to keep me from doing

lab partner. What was Keith doing out in the Sahara desert? I ran up to him, and he asked me the same question. I said "I'm looking for the French Foreign Legion. What are you

Doctor Igor threw the switch on the giant Tesla Coil. Instantly, the air tingled all around the slab at the center of Patient X's room. Patient X was glowing but still comatose.

of Sunday Bowling?"Polo is the gentlemen's game, you wouldn't know it." "But good Sir, I feel that you are biting your thumb at me. How so, I ask myself. I don't know you. My guant

was still cashing his disability checks. His trust account was still paying exorbitant amounts of money for his housing at Serene Palms Resort Rest Homes. Captain App married a loc

stream of consciousness Bersonian deconstruction hit pieces at reality. More specifically, his a priori understanding of the underwire’s engineering. His last treatise, The Toes of

"No, don't make me the leader, I'm just a comedian" said Dave, but we voted him down and made him the leader, anyway. He tried to run away from us, but we followed him, for he was

... when you get a bit of turtle shell stuck between your front teeth. But I'm not going to point that out to you, for fear that you will take it as a criticism of your impeccable

At first that maybe I never saw the word "Camelot." But then I realized that I must've accidentally gone into the future by mistake, and was seeing THIS finished story! I ran to