yet irresistible in a disturbing kind of way. As I drew nearer to her, I couldn't help but notice that she had begun to salivate fiercely. I realized then that she intended to

suspect that wouldn't be for much longer. I was bringing Big Bertha up from the coast. Just from the salvage all their expenses would already be covered. Anything extra was just th

pondered my choices. Gracie must have thought that I couldn't feel when she tried to nudge me, through our spiritual connection, to chose to take the fight to the wizard. I wasn't

There once will be a dork named Derk McAllister. You don't want to miss this one. I feel bad at what is about to happen to him but it is going to be so fucking funny that even NPR

Cipher threw down an open file folder full of pictures of the other players Jeremy had seen in the simulator & killed, but these were real people. They were really dead. "A Game?"

wrote these rules, so we had better obey them!" my colleague went on, but for the first time in my life I realized that I didn't have to listen. I could object to pushing the butto

Oh shit, somebody just walked on my grave. I felt it gravely.

-orld renoun folder. The truth is, eventually you get less time and the ideas are harder to come by. You have to keep going though, for your fans. If they only knew how hard it is.

-e one right next to mine? It was hard enough for me to go in public and I always tried to pick a stall that no one was around. "Sorry." I mumbled, not really caring how hard he ha

Tell me Teller about Rumor. Has she whispered in your ear, even now? Tell us Teller, tell us about Rumor. They say she has a lustre lusher than an usher at the Devil's bar mitz bat

I saw that I had been the cup bearer for the archangel Gabriel at the annunciation sale at House Station. He was really a nice guy. His real job was real estate and he was married

I listened to the whispers behind my screaming and told them what they wanted to hear. I didn't give up my soul that easy but I did give it away. I had no more strength left to fig

some other, more dastardly, deed that is leading you to your doom, Evil Food Critic. Even Derek Flint couldn't detect my boullibaisse based binary poison. Which I have just fed to

Which ever of the two survived could clearly claim the child and no honor would be lost or gained. Either way there would be peace for a day. The idea might catch on, who knows?

I squandered my brain. I bet it all on the spotlight then ran away from it. The last time I saw my brain it was retching into a bin at a rest area in Western Australia. I do hope i

i fumbled my way through my arcane notes reading things I obviously wrote but not yet and hearing it through the ages, avatar after avatar after avatar, until now, my 13th incarnat

that is three sets of three. that means... oh, you know what that means. Best not mention IT. Right? You won't mention IT? That wouldn't be cool, man. I mean, girl. Oh, we'll make

Pitch for a show: The Brady girls are out on their own now. They are all at the same university and sharing a house that Mike designed so there is only one bathroom for the 9 girls

The problem with referring to the Cousin Oliver Problem of the Trump Administration is that it does a disservice to Cousin Oliver. Why didn't we ever learn what happened to Tiger?

I fought them everyday by doing what I was supposed to and not raising a stink about anything, anytime, no how! They repaid me by framing for the murder of my grandfather before my