get out of my light so I make this putt. The fate of the Multiverses rides on this putt. That is what Bagger Vance told me this morning over coffee at the Lansing Holiday Express.

whatever that was that just killed you. You were too busy looking at the woman breastfeeding that you didn't notice your food was trying to escape your clutches. You might have ove

I noticed a notification I had forgotten to look at just after lunch. It was a Friend Request from Martin Heidegger. Just then I got another from Mach and another from Planck. But

dozens of war zones. Even Shining Path. So at 17 i got comfortable with "Joe want good time?" You could get every kind of good time you could think of but it was never enough. Gue

As I topped the hill the army below me shouted out in one voice "Liberator of Pluto" and this time it was deserved. I broadcast my heart felt thanks but reminded them all the job

On their 359th tour of the Galactic Core planets he was passing a third planet of a low level yellow star and when he was hit in the eye by a casual comment made by somebody on the

but to be fair, the stoat hadn't cottened to any shiny feelings towards her either. But they were partners. For now anyway. So the stoat did his job and hacked into her house. Stu

I can not believe you were telling me this now. How many times did I argue against suggesting it all? No, but you had to have your multiverses to get it right.

Professor Loomis has suggested that Patient @j might be "advised" to visit The Committee. That it was him that suggested this has everybody back at The Farm suspicious. Loomis is

agic stone would eventually come out of the business end of the dog. I just had to wait around for it. But the dog remembered me and knew what I was doing. At first we were chummy.

derust!" she cried, flicking her soft wet tongue across the tip of her swollen nose and letting that single canapé crumb slide down...down...deep into the caverns of her desires

hipster beards like mine. Bozo used his scissor hands to snip off my beard, but accidentally got half of my moustache instead. Perhaps I'd set a new fashion trend?

told me to my face."This is a scheme!",she used to yell."Huh",was all I always replied,busy developing my own scheme,of which she would have no part of.It was going to be a grand

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rostitute role play that was a hit at the Phrenology Convention. But then everybody peeled back to reveal our forgotten but glaring weakness; the right angle of my two faces. Each

When what you did turns into what you wanted it to be. Then I noticed the pen giving promise on what it could never deliver on and much to many making that buy. I wiped my redneck

Mel shook his head in disbelief and confusion. How did she know about Wilma the postal worker? He had tried to be so discrete. His slipped his letter opener into

Deadites beware! Ashley shook the twelve gauge, double barrel shotgun menacingly. The clownish fiends screeched angrily. A mysterious raven-haired lady stepped out from the shadows

freeway right through it. Jerks! thought Cosmo Peregrine Jr.. They has forced them to sell the shop at gun point and of course. No one could prove anything. Fine, Cosmo decided to

Merle Cole was tapping the Bud over at Dorsey's Bar the night a big fellar with a crew cut came in and said, "Я ищу женщину." Merle squinted and asked bluntly, "Is that Chinese