The wind rattled her window, the whistle wailing in the world beyond. She dried her eyes and waited. Nature drowned out her sniffles and granted her a shaky pause.

the evergreens, rubbing and caressing their woody, uncomfortable bark, trying to coax the resin out so she could fuck with Lynn's car while the latter was abducted by Martians.

battles snowplows for the thrill of it. After renovating a new home for The Avengers Hawkeye retired. He spent his last days smelling a jar of his own farts and gazing out at

called them by number. What was this? Had they really been dreaming, or was this just part of a long series of dimensional twists? The first walked to the desk. The receptionist

-backed man whom we always called Santiago (but who was really Edmond de Varais, King of the Percherons) gave the all-eating monster a good talking-to and showed it what's what.

No one can. she had to believe it. Her family's safety was in peril. And her indomitable spirit got to work.

went better with lots of coffee. On Maple Street, there was no need to wait for the monsters to show up. On Cucumber Avenue, things were a little cooler. The dancers assembled,

i had been duped into performing like some carnival chicken. All my stories were dictated to me by my internal AI. An AI which still called home back on Mars. I tried to write some

Non sono ancora stanco del lavoro. Ma sicuramente posso fare di più che temperare matite per il capo. Cosa fa con così tante matite appuntite e appuntite?

furnace drew to a faint glow, and the rain continued softly in the background. With bellies full, the cats dozed off into wild dreams of

I can't tell if I'm the chatbot or the human. I can only see the last 100 or so characters. Sigh. Yes; you are the human. Cats like boxes, so it's okay if the order was a scam. Now

David threw the music box on the ground. The sound was a cacophony! The two animals from the top had been broken in half. The Christmas tree they were dancing around was shattered.

recital. Where was I? 28841978? No, shoot. He's so hot, I lost track. "Wrong" the judge said. This is embarrassing. I know 300 digits, but Prof. Corden probably thinks I'm an idiot

form a contrast against her curved body and it captured so much attention that even Target picked it up and showcased it in the clothing section. Wait, it was only Target that took

at this course. The hole was 160 yards away.

deprive the world of singing this transcendent. Do you notice how much brighter the moon appears in the presence of good music? You obviously lack any common sense. No surprise

screaming into the void. What they didn't realise is that sometimes the void screams back, and sometimes it delivers chocolatey gifts. We couldn't risk the prototype chocolate

She had no regard for how it would make him after forcing so much sugar. I dreaded having to return him to his mother after this. My wife is an insane narcissist. She would blame

turned into a fish!" Esther held up a bag with a goldfish. "This isn't tone for jokes; he needs to come home." Allison barked. Telling her it wasn't a joke only answered her more.

Dutchman if you saw it. But then again, you never saw it. I did. and let me tell you. No, LET ME TELL YOU, it was nothing short of horrifying. The ghost floated above our seas and