there's lots of giant cans of beer to drink and plenty of marsupials to carry that beer in their pockets for you. Skippy here was raised on Foster's lager. Wake up, mate, and show

16 year old Swiss model. If you averted your gaze from his abundant amount of leg, he was quite beautiful. But Cpt. Lou wanted that Neptunian ore, and you can't make an omelet

Took his poo covered manuscript to the blacksmith, Jedediah, and incinerated it in the fires that had forged Bilbo's infamous bling. Still not satisfied

had already seen Temple of Doom 3 times, & fancied herself quite a high priestess. There I was, standing aghast with a huge hole in my chest. Luckily, Dr. Tinker had a spare heart

some alien goo from. And the week before that you played hopskotch with a talking lobster in a penguin suit. Different would be an understatement.

Who worked for Helco and offered me a contract to sell my soul to the devil, but I refused. Still,we wrote a pasta cook book that was so popular even Satan bought a signed copy.

He nudged me. And raised his eyebrows. Sorry, but I'm Hindu. Can we do it the kamasutric way? After some negotiation, we agreed to try on chapter of the bible followed by a chapter

in the mudflats of Courage Gulch near the Whispering Falloff where Jenn lost her shoe and the key to the China cabinet with the broken latch & lead tinted windows.

If so, I was made to see the train! Was it possible though that I was also made to see the ruse in order to engender some hope that I wasn't the REPLICANT further assuring I was.

From that point on, Berlin's, "Take My Breath Away" took on a whole new meaning as she pondered the existence of dementors from her hospital bed.

told her what she wanted to know: the location of the loot extraction. Cancer your planets are in collusion with the Park Superintendent and local authorities. Blonder Waters ahead

She rationalized it, using her Kindle's Ouija Board app with her cat, which led them to conclude that Abraham Lincoln's ghost haunted their abode through yes-no questions...

Donna O'Hale - TV presenter of the greatest cooking show alive ruined my childhood. She made such delicious food that I can't even move from my couch even if I wanted to. I try so

I would do most anything." I felt a pang of guilt at my own unworn clothes, for my full stomach, and my washed body. I gave her 50$ and told her she didn't have to help anyone.

until the TV in the next room announced a woman had just won the first US gold medal in wrestling.He burst out sobbing. His dead mother often dreamed of TVs in other rooms.

Called out a voice, loud and clear, over the earth. Everyone heard it, but no one knew where it was coming from. Nonetheless, they had to make a decision. The smart ones hid first.

This was overheard by the mealworm who quickly inched her way towards the spigot to tell the silverfish that loitered there. The silverfish then scurried up the side of the barrell

it was his responsibility now. He pinned the badge on and picked up his hat; maybe Waaka'pamuuka was done down in Booking. He headed downstairs without his pistol.

vagaries of Hollywood. To recall the charm of Renee's dimples and then compare them to what they are now. She had her reasons, internal and external, but wow, the cost.

"I seem to recall there was mention of two theories for the ending," began Professor Loomis from the Chair, "namely the theories of whether it was a reference to World War Trump or