But enemies are far from devils, far from nemesis. Those would be the Algonquin-style elitists who think they're better than you because they smoke. It's why you can only give up.

be able to pound out the dent in hr forehead plate with a rubber mallet. This, she hoped, would stop the Neptunal transmissions, but it only gave her a headache. Incoming messages

gift paradox: In order to send the white albatross back in time, which we did, our time machine required the life of a white albatross. That's sorta the Gift of the Magi, right?

shaft, her body appearing to shrink as she falls. POV Erica, as she falls in slo mo. Cut to Slow Moe, exterior cityscape. SFX his forehead glowing as he realizes Erica's peril.

from selling and baking. Though he loved Betty Crocker, his reading ability was that of a child. And followed the instruction of Dr. Seuss's Green Eggs and Ham. He had trouble and

delight of the interns. "Who shot you?" Dr. Mak growled playfully at the corpse, who sat up without help & pointed at his son who was on hand to identify him. The son turned white

explosions of my skull. If I did, I wouldn't have paid so highly for them. I determined to be the next skeezy siphilitic heroin addict like my hero, Alastair Crowley, so I snorted

find him as a suggestion on her Tindr page." She looked back at him with that faux-innocent, mousy expression behind her spectacles, but dammit, he was serious this time. "No more

, but at what cost to Punpun and all the others locked in the backward prison of its pages? Is there a Manga character out there who has escaped into the real world, only to find

, rivalled only by a lack of discipline, & her penchant for dancing the Watusi in the nude, made me confident I would score, but the game was young, & I was yet to reach 1st base.

So that night I stole into the City of Giant Women and waved magnets over their keyboards, hope to de-res their machines. It didn't work, and only angered them. Griselda the Elder

Suddenly the Horned One busted through the pearly gates with a spray of bullets, and lead the rest of the damned proudly into the halls, where they shat upon the golden tiles and

take Ug’s fat gut and place it on donk. All caveman like woman with big round donk,” Nurg smiled a three-tooth grin, but Ug was offended, “Ug no like donks. Ug like nunga nungas.”

Bear Grylls climbed outside the box (it was a box ski lift, see...) and severed the connection to the cable. The ski lift box fell onto the icy slope and slid at a terrifying speed

come we can't get room service in this dump?" whinged the ghosts. "Because the waffles drop right through you and we have to call the janitor in!" thundered the hotel manager.

at the 17th angle, because gestures have meanings, even if unintended, and certain people will interpret your inadvertent gestures and imperil your kinghood." Upon hearing this,

"Do shut up, you cantankerous sot!" I, the Sixth Doctor, proudly backhanded Peri, then readied my PETA-brand sub-machine gun on the non-vegetarian natives. The Alien Witch didn't

into the septic tank at the Iced Tea Car Shield corporate headquarters. Suffice it to say, Iced Tea was really upset when he heard the rock banshee getting it on with Coco Austin

circumnavigate the surmounting glitches piling on FoldingStory, but he knew a sad solution to bring back their absent admins. Dare he sacrifice himself by violating the rules? All

But the Louisiana Ladies Temperance League had cut her off after five martinis, claiming that The Lord would have stopped at four. "But it's only half past two!" she whinged. There