tongue. They were breathing heavily into eachothers ears. "I want you," she whispered, but suddenly, he froze. He just stopped and put a few steps back. "What are you doing?"

Actually, maybe don't. Our solutions are half-baked. You'll only get halfway there with us, so call us half the time if you like doing things by half measures, if you've got half a

What the-- Who, what? I can't... no. What the heck... Why? It's... argh! WHAT THE... I can't even! It's just... what the! Why the ... Geez, wtf man! I mean, who the...

-f every January, March, May, July, October and December for each of the last 20 years. And yet, I still couldn't find my son. The AI was smart, but completely unable to help. So I

when tacos were on the mind. Yes, surely there are more than just two dimensions and there's a way for beyond such as ourselves to rotate and translate through them. Had the

Just gonna let it slide, just like a baseball bunt // Oh, you just can't see, what the hell is wrong with me // But when the time is right, we'll bunt balls into the night // Oh oh

thoughts about thoughts that they might have had tormented Pekka, but that was (let's be honest) typical for her. "Hah! Let them be up to something! I am also up to something."

could be defeated in a simple game of chess? Not really. Death loved to play Chess, and he always won. The fifth-graders would be trivial, as demonstrated by Theo, the dead kid who

lion's pen. The chicken sought legal counsel through a zoo defender, the Tortoise, who naturally was good at tort, to argue that lamb had legal ownership of the pen. And in fact,

in my hands. I had to let them fall into a shot glass instead. It was ironic, in a way. Mom always joked about saving our tears for later use. Now her strange sense of humor rang

ho ho! Merry Christmas!" At least, that's what Santa USED to say, until that one fateful Christmas eve when not even Rudolph's bright, glowing nose could break through the fog. It

was the lesser-known younger cousin of Mister Mxyzptlk. Hicduk Gghlx always wanted to take on Superman in a battle of wits, but he just couldn't compete with Mxyzptlk's brand of

The old man leaned back in his chair. "Of course," he preened. "Without a nugget or two, how am I do remember anything at all?" He

favorite snack and room layout. You can even customize the enthusiasm and volume of your fellow AI football watchers, whether you prefer silent companionship or drunken, raucous

plot was to turn into a giant newt and have giant newt babies with my captain, which made the whole escapade worth it in the end. We put those giant newts through college, we did.

Bobo’s a fully autonomous, transdimensional, oiled-up, shaven, old geezer. Now, that I was thinking about it, it was odd that he didnt really fit in the guinea pig enclosure.

Although, one cautions that while comedic value rises here, comprehension generally lowers. Oftentimes the two phenomenon are inextricably linked. Still, cracking great fun! By all

I collect bouncy balls, and a broken one just won't do, so I asked Ma for a quarter. She said, "No," so I decided to run away and seek my fortune elsewhere. I would earn enough

[excised slur] [excised slur] what the meaning of a double-entendre is!" But the director didn't know what the meaning of a double-entendre was. So instead he defined it as "a hat

have angered the polar bears with our negligence of the environment, and as their territory has melted, they have evolved to be stronger, swim farther, and to desire vengeance."