I see where you are going with that. The trick is, not to go there. Do that while still keeping me interested and I will say that you did your job. As for the mop bucket, where did

suddenly there was a chance to be each other's sidechick. Now that it was out there, Sarah seemed to be interested but shied away at the last moment. "We're almost sisters, Susie!"

I tried countless times to see beyond the blinking slash dot to see who I was & what directory I was in. My gut told me we were in a hidden folder on a peripheral network cluster.

her thrall. Since I'm in her thrall I don't see it as being in her thrall. I see it as expressing my adoration for her in a slave like fashion. I brought her back to life for a rea

I met Sir Reginald in Gilbralter where we had a quick lunch at his club on Government Street. He told me a little about the case, enough to get me interested. I admitted that I had

He'd been made when he started shouting "The moon is a balloon!" repeatedly during a raid on his Family Business during the hours that they were closed. He lost his mortician's lic

When I looked again the sun had fallen into a crater on the flat earth but the orange and violet cone of silence on the sunside was really just the back of the space dragon fly. We

quite that much. He liked being carbon based. He didn't like being stuck in Vegas with the meat sticks. Mars colonization was not being developed fast enough to suit his purposes.

seemed to remember being there several times that J-grot had said the same thing and they ended up liberating an asteroid mining crew or something like that. This close to Albion's

Tyressa dallied with Jorbex, briefly, but then had to set him straight about his imminent corruption. Jorbex took the news well and even offered to share his flesh with her before

Each idea, like everything else, is a knot in the universe that entangles the will to become with the will that I am. Relatively speaking about relativity, both special & general,

through the breaking of wind or some other intestinal anomaly. But there was Saint Peter in pre-boner, staring at my bodacious caboose as if it were a World Wonder, and I just

I was remembering the Laverne & Shirley episode when Squiggy & Lenny smoke pot. When they came out of the pot room, Squiggy says, "I can feel my spleen". I've never felt my spleen.

I tripped over Finegan's rakish progress. First Milton and then Wren were overwhelmed by a miasma of uncomplicated wah guitar riffs. I shook myself straight and sent me on my way.

my mooing waters washed me shilly shally o'malley stuck hir imbroglio, "Not Hoover damn!" Electrolux capacity cessation sleep now honey, your daddy will be in to tuck you in right.

the offer and decided that since she all ready seemed to be in Davy Jones' Locker, a drink with a kraken was not such a bad idea, even if he did reek to high heaven. Abigail

I was equally hungry and thirsty when I arrived at the diner, so I ordered a soup as my mom always told me "it's like a drink and a meal at the same time" But I was only 25% hungry

sexy dance, cause I a broke-ass bitch. The Gabor sisters did not appreciate this and ordered my execution at once. I looked into the bag of truth and saw that I was screwed here

from us the very fabric of time was being cut and sewn into playful frocks with matching kerchiefs. Perhaps space itself would don these charming rompers and scatter off, singing

-ossed hither and yon by the foul humors of fate, into the reality that accepted navel tickling between consenting parties as being A-Okay. Captain Oblivion and Dr. Fether were now