She was stuck by the amount of blood she had at the floor.“When it all will end” was the only thought.Blood wasn’t ending even after 2 hours of wiping.“What is that!” sudden scream

Who the hell did he think he was though. Did he not realize that I was a god who incarnated on this plane of existence to wreck havoc on the world. Because of his ignorance I'll

as that dog was not only big in size but in muscles too. He had 4 times bigger biceps than I and a jaw droppingly handsome face. I wonder if women adore it.

might try to kill me again. Why did he even do something like that? could it be... is he possessed? No way.

"I bet you say that to all the cute guys you vixen." His blush was no more. He was now my mortal enemy. I reached out to scratch out his adorable eyes. Unbelievably he blocked me.

Until one day, a Thursday, They did show a semblance of remorse. And a fine semblance it was too. Convinced the masses. But not one man, Jack Friday, who saw through the semblance.

The cow sat down to chew the cud for a while. It was a typical night on the ranch since they had killed the people that used to live in the big house. Then on the adjacent farms.

nobody there at the open door. Whence came that knocking? "It's coming from inside the house," yelled the blonde dame in the spotlight. A girl that never felt the hot seat. I image

, so we started to act like adults and pay taxes, do laundry, make a minimum wage and cry while nobody was around. We enjoyed it because we met a dealer, and he sold us some weed.

As prophecy had foretold, when Friendly's stopped their Summer Festival shark Fribbles. Fribbles fought back. They had undervalued the might of the Fribbles. All the clans gathered

Where am I at? Where do I start? Should I be in opposition? Things that occur in my mind when I reflect. When I reflect upon what you mean for my story. When I reflect my reflectio

chose my gin joint to walk in on. This is my court room woman get thee behind me." He said as he did the ritual movements with his hands and feet. Finish it off with a little arch

singing the Declaration of Independence to the tune of Apple Bottom Jeans. Mack looked at me, confused, but his reaction paled in comparison to the optometrist beside him. She

And hope they bury their heads in the sand, rather than their sharp beaks into your own soft flesh.

"you control bots always after a girl's digits. " were the automaton Maddie9x27's retort. This was not a hostage situation. Doesn't need to be one either. Not if control bot Uther5

He used his stalking of Daisy's ex-boyfriend as his alibi. He claimed he thought the guy would look good on a meat cleaver. He couldn't be murdering his neighbors if he was stalkin

"You're going to wake the snoogins!" These kids knew one should never wake a snoogins because the snoogins would wake another snoogins and soon nobody can hear themselves. You'd be

either end of the notion had a point. Joy didn't quite know what that meant. She thought it had something to do with her argument. Were they now giving tautologies their own talksh

anybody's concern. Let them learn early the cold hard facts of life. IF they were lucky they lived in a two parent house with expectations as to the minimum floor. Convoluted, may

Mission Control's reply was lost in radio chatter. Taylor Swift was dating again. Try our AI enhanced suppositories in several flavored scents. That was the last transmission from