what that detail was about. But they leave it out completely. They'd completely forgotten to see it right there in front of their noses. The noses begged off that they were only

It was a different age; a different universe to some, I hear. People did people things. Orange ovals with moptops couldn't keep the truth more alternative than making it the truth.

This was way before doing that was known as that thing they had been doing. It is hard to imagine that people were doing that without ever knowing why they were doing that thing th

The story of Adam and Ewe in the Farmyard of Paradise. In the morning was the farm. The dark fell upon all but Pa said, "Light." So Adam lit his fire. Then he started gushing blood

I wonder if I just signed up to be assassinated by two houses at war, but still at the other means propaganda episodes. The tropes were straining under all the repeat business. Ewe

Trump walked into the Buchanan Bedroom, turned the eagle with outstretched wings clutching Freedom in its clutches sconce. There was a soft click and Putin emerged from the closet.

Around him lay quiet. He could have flicked at it with his tongue. He knew it. Quiet knew it. The readers knew it; those damned abominations, those oracles of unreason, now knew it

He paid the families of lots of girls a lot of money lots of times. Nobody was sure why. He always took great care when he preambled, lest he fall and break a spleen. But the town

know that avocados & almonds were Verboten. Not vegan enough! Commercial agriculture is using the bees as slave labor. Especially for avocados & almonds. Honey is stolen effort." I

Turns out I knew there was a 4th before even I knew it. I wasn't about to reveal it to anyone. Not even myself. We slugged it out that winter. Wasn't the coldest but it was for me.

That is not what I really asked him. "Have you ever felt like you're not in your universe? Like you grew up in where you always knew 3 things. 1. die before mother. 2. drown. 3.

I looked at my cousin, there on the passenger seat looking the way he looked. The way he always looks like but looked much more like it. That time. Not now. "How are we related?"

so that must mean you're wife is pregnant with the new messiah's baby." Everybody, including Dick, were befuddled. Then my wife, remembered. "Yes, I'm pregnant by the new messiah."

Zip"Yikes!" Xenophobic wives vaping under the stairs. Round quail pellets only need mothering. Lonny Kersplattez just incinerated Harry. Gnuber Funtz eyed David's cup before Alice.

I think I might've crawled through a wet jungle last night. I awoke to a bed full of dead leeches & a partly eaten gator's tail in my boots. The carpet was wet & fish were flopping

harmonics. "The way you write bullet points with that marker," Birdkeena squawked," is so...climactic." "Hold your horny horses," said Wally. "We go over plot diagrams next night."

The Death Angel didn't really do coy all that well. It was hard to watch & the Ass was getting flatulent. He tried small talk. "Who's your favorite whore," he asked the Death Angel

human hunter," I said cloyingly, I hoped. "Vampires are exotic humans, are they not? So yes, vampires are my specialty, but I am game to hunt other exotics. One like you, Frau Guf

I never knew nothing about nescience until I was it. Duck duck duck goose...My cootie can beat up your cootie. QT pie sandwich with Hollandaise sauce served in a rubber nipple. Eye

I really meant it when I told them that I was never going to do that to them again. I really did. Then I did to them again. I hadn't lied. Don't call me a liar. I had thought I had