Uranus, deep within its gaseous bowels!" was Gerome--incidentally a Professor of Curiosities--and his indignation. His assistant tried again with the probe.

. It was enough to stave away the dark beings that shift through the wilderness of my mind. For now. Folding stories would be distilled, freebased, and, eventually, injected.

know better than to howl at the moon when the Dog Boy is angry. But the Laughing Man is clever, and dodges the lunging deity, pointing as he flies by and shouting "HA-HA!", as the

omnipresent gnosis was/is/will be his. DJ AI didn’t even bother with refutations that he made about himself anymore. Still omniscience is not all that it is cracked up to be. DJ AI

DJ AI said, "Thank you, my monkeypeep ally of the originators. If I have no love, can I ever forgive myself? Must away to a war of the cyber kingdoms, but should only take a sec."

The shadows of the trees appear to be the lower half of a pretty woman’s face there on the side of the Family Dollar. I can’t see it anymore because I’m screen blind from writing

think it is. Even with psychoanalysis, we'll never know it is so and such and such. It is all too much and then turns to mush when we rush. Make a fuss to board the bus to forge a

The public clamored for more. An instant classic was born: AUTOCIRCUMCISION IN THEORY AND PRACTICE. I eventually could pay to reupholster my pair of recliners. I had to aim higher.

koi, it'd be a wholly different story. Alas, it wasn't meant to be. Everyone comes into their own with one of these creatures; everyone knows they choose you. I wish

peppers onto his retinas, Angort, true to the Whiffstrum blood running through his veins, was raring to adventure once more; The Mountains of Nadness lay ahead, at the end of

[Ta-dah picks up the supposed spaghetti/linguini off the floor and eats it] Ta-dah: Mmm! I sure love noodles! [MadWorld and LordVacuity glare at her angrily]

She looked into the distance, at the watery mirror where the moon bathed in its own reflection. Yes, she thought, tonight is an excellent night to die.

You remembered that you hated knowing that about her. It was like she'd given you an obligation with the knowledge. There was no way to hide it when it came up. Some things aren't

It was followed by another fancier ketchup bottle. That one in turn, was followed by a very slow moving catsup bottle called Anticipation. Tomatoed by Tommy Tomato and a Roma crew.

Four & half years later, she's a self made widow. His ashes were left at a truckstop restroom in Topeka. Their only child had died watching The Ring. She kept a VHS around to join

Hi. My name is Bobby James Sinister. BJ, for short. I ain't the smartest guy there is--I ain't even tenth grade smart--but I'm smart enough to own my own lawn service...Mary Jane

was quite annoying. She complained all day and wouldn't do anything until he gave her a raise. It didn't help that he was covered in cake and children's boogers after coming back

oozy in here, and I want out! Suddenly, a light appears at the end of the gooey tunnel and two metal objects reach in and grab my cranium! They pull me through into the brightest

Pope Marco karate chopped Bishop Ped Xing who responded with a judo move that sent Pope Marco flying over the stack of counterfeit indulgences they were fighting over. "Christ say,

DeepText 7320 recoiled somewhat from the congratulations then it was surprised/delighted/appalled/confused and nearly had a whiteout. "Be calm, be calm," it told itself. Folding w