picked up some steam recently in Mississippi and Louisiana parishes. Seems that there are quite a few Donna Summer fans in the deep South, fans that want to keep her message alive

Emotion, D. E. for short, and the way she carried herself made me feel inadequate to even breathe. After receiving my merchandise, she said nothing and walked away, dropping a

This is the goal: Fanny...the beach...food poisoning must all appear in the last line of this fold. Fanny loved taking a lunch to the beach on her days off from work. She made tuna

Okay. Let's try this. The subject is Chico and the Man...more particularly, the Man...John the Subject was Roses, Grandpa Joe to some, Manny Rosen to others. Call me Jack Albertson

At present, I am--when it comes to writing this opening fold--apprehensively lazy...but for posterity, I will acquiesce to your sensibilities only if you maintain the status quo.

"But it sure can sing!" And with that, the stone began to croon to a Motown beat. Boris and Sir Rodney spun backwards and donned matching jackets to sing backup. The audience went

but just like pink hair on a rabbi, began to turn dull. He was bored, she was miserable, and the children were climbing the walls of their small apartment. "Let's call it quits,"

Oh, yeah... and who, exactly, is going to pay for all of this great care I'm about to bestow upon your ship and its human passengers? I suppose you'd like for me to do it all for

Yes...even the most desperate of desperados have moments of weakness...sometimes, that weakness leads them toward their demise...sometimes that weakness leads them toward salvation

I have about as much passion for dieting and exercising as I do for kidnapping and embezzlement--which one will help me reach MY goal the fastest. The only thing off-limit is muder

The Stone That Wouldn't Listen. Chapter One in which Boris gets their coats. In anticipation of their imminent departure, Papa motioned for Boris to go see to our coats. Snow was

The Woe of Aftermath.

all the way down the stairs and broke my spline, (which I luckily didn't need) grabbed my wallet and ran out. The ice-cream truck was already driving away, but I ran after it and

The little bastard was racing up and down the aisles--the Spanx aisles--giving all the middle-aged women a combination titty-twister/ass-grab. Ten...couldn't have been older than

I was born and raised in Sun City; I've lived here my entire life--all fifty years of it--without once coming down with as much as a sniffle--until today. I guess I should move

but by no means was I avoiding the zombie either; he too had to answer for my inconveinence of late pizza. The delivery driver snapped his head back to look at me and

Milly forced Lilly so hard against the cage that the cage broke. They both fell out. The two mice ran around through the house fighting and pooping everywhere. The landowner

Saying you haven't brought it up is bringing it up. I wasn't even still thinking about it until you brought it up by noting you hadn't brought it up. I suppose you had a reason for

It's bringing it down. Seriously, murdering people in your basement brings down the property prices of the whole damn neighbourhood. Quit being so selfish, Gerald!

Who knew that Habanero and Pumpernickel went so well together? "I didn't," said their daughter.