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myself from laughing histaricly. Was I loosing my mind, or was my lunch actually climbing all over my body. They started singing a shanty. It went a little something like this:
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My garage-made tactical nuke had solved all my problems. I didn't have to worry about the law finding me after stealing the plutonium. and my Haz-Mat suit kept me safe from rads.
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"Have you never seen a speedo before? It's actually quite comfortable and keeps all my jiggly bits from floating." I was beet red, having squirted all my sunscreen on the girls.
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I saved 2 peels for later, when the kids weren't around. I put one in a time capsule to show them in a few years, to teach them the importance of their own future. I ate the other.
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a lot of leaves even for a wealthy Mantis like the mayor. Now Mayor Mantis didn't pay himself proclaiming it was to the benefit of all to have the ant railroad stop in Bugtown so
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torade bottle in the cooler at work because it wouldn't fit in my bag and I didn't want to hold it barehanded. First world problems... The next day serendipity surprised me with
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in, all smiles, clearly not holding a strait jacket each, as it appeared they we were doing.Old Rex had sense their arrival. He had planned for this. "Tit whistle", he said & the r
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e we tried a complete takeover" to that sentence. Then it would all make sense and they could return to the task of peering at the sights through overly long telescopes. Galileo
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Destitution was my destination. That wasn't a secret. I mention it to everyone. Destitution, Neveda, soon to be my new home town when I moved there to the Destitution Institution.
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As I entered my house I could sense that something had changed. It felt abandoned, I decided after a few heartbeats. She had finally left me. She had and for a crime boss from Des
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I've always wanted more in life. I've always wanted to see my name in shiny lights. Don't we all? We, as humans, naturally crave fame. That's why I turned to him.
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The Devil creates ourselves. It isn't real creation because we wouldn't have that power but a close facsimile. We live and die believing it is real. Because, to us, it is. Even now
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creepy even to me. How can I even dare to present myself off as an accomplished tattooist if I can't table the baggage. Every tattoo I do ends up looking like The Dragon of Tone Po
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else tensed up like I had really called the pretend Emperor a Dipshit to his face. Which I did. Then I realized that the Emperor was sacri sanc and even in a story he was to be
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, not that I will get to see their reactions. Any note I write, I write for them. So it has be a good, maybe the best I've ever written. First I need to spend time researching
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and money makes the world go round. the tiny coins that were pushed into the vending machines provided him expensive suits and big mansions.
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but a diplomat can't handle that responsibility. communicating with the middle east was like talking to a wall that occasionally tried to murder yo and waterboard your family
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we called our selves RSJW's. we fought emo's hipsters, and most of all SJW's. we played the black parade while beating an emo up, and bjork with a hipster. we love violence and we
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until that glitch happened and we knew. She wasn't human. She was AI. I didn't care. I still loved her. Plus, it explained the plumbing down there. Against her programmer's wishes,
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and killed the german man chasing him.1939 was a bad year to be Jewish. he fought his way through S soldiers only to see his wife raped by Himmler. he could to save, but decided to