Added sheepishly. Indeed he had done that, much to his mum's chagrin. It made it hard to entertain guests. That would never be acceptable nowadays, it was politically incorrect.

twirling through a tempestuous czardas sequence, when I realized my Cesna was the one doing the dancing. Its nose was headed straight for the minister's gleaming pate down below.

street. Detective Manatee smirked as he walked away from the case, obviously satisfied by solving the murder. "A punting pole! I never would have thought..." said Watson. "Elementa

in a better place. I was going to jump off the building. The crowd below, cheered me on, as the most unpopular guy in town was jumping off the building. How lucky...for me. Muahaha

time Anatole Manateev was feeling sad. He had just been rejected by the most beautiful woman in the world... Souperwoman. You could hear the sighs emitting from Anatole's study as

suddenly, a mob of furious squirrels with a high taste in music, attacked the singers at their poor singing. The singers were doomed to be attacked by the squirrel critics and sass

"M-Marilyn?!" sputtered Sgt.Donnelly, "What are you doing?". Marilyn Monroe was eating a pile of chicken nuggets underneath a toilet roll. Using the distraction to my advantage, I

"Child, pay attention!" The Taoist priest snapped his fingers, and Sue the adopted daughter raised her eyebrow. "I'm about to break my highscore on Candy Crush" said Sue seriously

nde hair tousled in the wind as he fell off the building. "Who was that?" asked Bessie the cow. "I dunno, some sort of comic book nerd." replied Betty Boop. "Time to milk." said Be

find the remark funny. Mrs.Beadangus glared seriously and said, "He is your son you know. you shouldn't joke about his crack addiction." "But he's only 6 years old for god's sake!"

also suffering from diabetes, so he said goodbye to his hot supermodel wife, whose name he could not pronounce, and ran to the department store; to pick up a shot of insulin. Then

"The Taste of Another Generation." Robocop bleeted an electronic laughter and said, "No, that's Pepsi." Now Bunny Rabbot's self-conscious program engaged. To cover the embarrass

people are so illiterate thought Robocop. His programming desired an "other" with more complex programming. But his prime control wanted something like Rabbot. His OS was in

but the sense of camaraderie in the deserted bank that night was like a ray of sunshine. Ah, to pull off a heist alongside those closest to you. "Pass the thermal lance, Johnboy?"

Det. Lee Keybum was incensed. What fiend could triturate a village of smurfs? A strange dude looking a cross between a Dominican friar & Danny DeVito appeared. "May I help, Det.?"

Or would they ever say? Either way, that puts humans out of work and forces them to panhandle or sleep in Lower Wacker Drive. Or it drives them to do other illegal things...

breakdanced. Finally, I got the holdup man's attention. I told him off: "How would YOU feel if everyone ignored you?" "I-I had no idea." He made every shopper 'like' me on Facebook

a pillow from a nearby child, sleeping innocently in a stroller. Steve shook his head in disgust at the mother. "Sloths get especially aggressive when pillows are thrown by babies

or some sort of curse had been put upon me by some benevolent beast. But now I know the truth, thanks to ancestry.com. Lock picking is in my blood! As my grandfather once said,

and popped out with a green and white salsa dancing outfit. "Mario, you think you can best Luigi at the Salsa! You're dead meat, mama mia!" He twirled around the dance floor, when