-n act of mercy, as Blasted had blasted me on several occasions without provocation. Do I have "pick on me" written on my forehead, or what? Anyway, I was used to abuse, so I

What is the sound of three hands clapping?" The Martians applauded again, as if in demonstration. "Nay, nay," said Guru Nanak, "that was supposed to be more profound." The others

pieces of steak that writhed and dodged any galactic weaponry. The Blobfish Nebula was notorious for its difficulty in hunting wild game, especially the much feared blobfish steak.

almost as great." The Great Pumpkin was ice fishing in Thunder bay and felt Charlie Brown's invocation although he shouldn't have been able to. Puzzled, the Great Pumpkin appeared

second date in the boot of her car, she informed me. "You booked another date besides me and then electrocuted him & you have his body in your car?!" "You choke sleepers," she said

jejunum. The steel was being excreted as a waste byproduct of the real work that was happening in the duodenum. I was constipated for a week. Then I pooped organic steel ingots.

Having implied an "it" earlier, I now found myself equating it with nothing. I don't know which of me was more surprised. I do know but I don't want to make the other me jealous.

Let me reiterate that I have nothing to say and I am saying it.

Which Buster had been described as, on several occasions. She didn't mind so much. If people thought she was a cantankerous Daughter of Satan, let them. Might make them afraid to

for us. “I mean,” Jericho’s mom said “It’s bad enough you told those two cavemen, Fred & Barney, that your name is The Great Kazoo and that your dad, the Martian ambassador, likes

long pork kabobs bar none. The local prison had a readdy supply of long pork flanks. More than enough for Vlad's needs. Vlad sometimes wondered about the destiny of that long pork.

the tires & take a look under her hood. Patty & Marcy left to get ready for the game. Lucy felt so good after their tryst. Charlie Brown should feel this good, she thought, out of

, like Heaven, would have to wait. The station master was unavailable to reimburse me for my ticket, so I wandered down the sweaty streets in search of a poisonous lunch that might

Aunt Flo carried a big ol' steaming pile in a bucket and rested it on the ground. "This bad boy can make so many dung cakes!" she exclaimed and smiled a toothy smile. I sighed.

profile on HorseLovers.com! You must be 18 hands or taller. You don't have to be a thoroughbred but you do have to have some Conquistador in you. Steroid free a must. "Hey" is for

roasting of James Franco. Elvira, the mistress of the dark, had been promised his roasted nuts. The two black eyes were courtesy of the Monster Mash Mashers manning the doors. Shim

I must only use for good and not for personal gratification. Luckily, I have a broad idea of "good" and a very narrow idea of "personal gratification". Winking my foes out of exist

But what did Tony care if the witch doctor’s wife didn’t like his strong brew? Now, the witch doctor’s daughter was another matter. Tony had the hots for Witchy-poo and he wanted

Joan of Arkship Orleans hoped her sacrifice to the burnt offerings stage of development on this planet would be kindly noted in the annals of humanity's diaspora across the galaxy.

bubbles tend to drift off in different directions over time, and growing further apart within those bubbles, Papet & Cheryl may never again be reunited so that he could pop her