but I could not. I HAD to eat children! Real children, real flesh and blood. Especially the kids who play Fortnight! I ran into town to eat some kids, but there was a group of cops

with a stiff breeze made my head go fwapfwapfwapfwapfwapfwap, much to the dismay of the other passengers of the double decker. "Dude! Where is your skull?" one guy asked me.

Betty was then too busy fighting off the termites with only half a wooden foot that she didn't notice that somebody had snuck into her kitchen and replaced her coffee with Folgers.

rash doing to the decor of my bathroom. Making it clash, that's what. But I don't have any time to deal with that. I've got to thunder a bit in the dark for the sake of appearances

I saw the light in my mind. my head. my brain. my spleen. It is always the spleen with this guy.

"Dad, did you really have to bring up the funk foot story when Jessica was here. I really like her. I think that story might make her think we're weird & she'll break up with me."

Coalescence wasn't happening. Happening wasn't happening. That is how bad it was. Then this cat, Satan, comes in and starts opening the drapes and then the windows. "It is funky in

pukes cukes on your Dukes. Lickety split you’re fretting about letting all the betting keep you forgetting where you’ve been leaving your bedding. And where your future is heading.

A bunch of objects around the room fall over, and screaming can be heard. Then the camera falls and the video ends. Somehow we have to interpret the voice and find out what caused

was a horrible research essay topic. (S)he decided to make a new fold and she began to write: "The effects of gamma radiation on Tardigrades..." Yes, this would make a great fold!

But then that got me thinking: Just because I have blue eyes, blond hair, and am named Adolf, does that make me a Neo-Nazi? Hitler himself had black hair and brown eyes, so why

Busting his chaps is a totally different story. Believe you me. You should though, because I'm not a Cretan. But you assumed I was. I saw it right away. It isn't true, anyway. Not

I'm talking rumpus room nonsense. If the guys weren't busting my chops I was busting theirs. Busting a man's chops can be a short sharp shock if you don't know what you're doing.

becoming who I am to be once I've become ME. Constrained by mortality, I must find out who I am in order to know what IS and I am separate, as I suspect. The Wheel of Creation & I,

When Adolph didn’t say anything she got worried she might’ve gone too far this time. She turned to find Hitler curled up around a snow globe crying & humming the old nursery song E

reset button but the reset had already reset it to reset and cleared the last reset so their reset was now lost. Tom would stay being Leo and Leo, Tom. Leo kept Tom's girlfriend &

I should have realized that Echo would want repeat performances. I usually didn't mind but Echo was again & again & again & again... I had to tag out at 23. Narcissus was too busy

Some time not long after the thick fog moved in, the drums along the other side of the river changed their beat. It was faster & made two fellows from the Vermont 3rd dance with ab

I told my grave robber to wipe his hands first. He ignored me. I might as well have been dead for all he cared. It probably would have been easier for him if I hadn't tagged along.

saw the 1st Floor security-bot sweeping the yard. Luckily for Ann, when her mother had them programmed it had been winter so she hadn't paid to have the thermal sensors activated.