the rail to look down. The rail gave way more than Frodo expected and he fell into the rail, making it give way even more. Frodo ended up looking straight down into Mt. Doom. The

ingers. That's how these fashionable jeans are so skin tight. Once the fingers are stretched the joints become the knees. Dracula was outraged no one cared Frankenstein was gettin

teddy bear shaped box for target practice. 5. Your shadow. 6. For you to hold onto the night and blow raspberries at anyone who might approach. And 7, the final demand, that Drumpf

bother cleaning them, the nuclear blast sterilized them better than your potato scrubber ever could. 12. Once dead, nuclear zombies filet rather easily. 13. Julienne the petrified

My Angel Baby, the dark is all we have or we are dead. Futique took the light and gave it to Woab for safe keeping but we are still in the Orange. It didn't change a thing at all.

the heaven and the earth into equal portions. You can have the heaven and I'll take the earth. But God wasn't having any of it. He wanted it all. And Jesus

all I got Tyree, was a larger nose and these half baked long ass skinny legs." H chuckled. "Brad now you can please the ladies two ways and ain't no way they can out run you." I

on the importance of irrigating one's dental equipment. It seemed that this academic torture would never end, as the reading seemed to go on for eternity.

My cousin Cheswick kindly let me stay with him as the nanocrew digested and refabricated my oldtech abode. On the third evening, he began to reveal his sad tale of existential woe,

She laughed coquettishly. "Au contraire, Fool, you've made your bed. Now we must lie in it." Then the camera shows nothing but handfuls of hay being thrown upwards for 90 seconds.

That means they baked the chocolate chip cookies to establish the exception right at the start. Clever girl. The real trick was making them do all the hard work to reap their damn

a new fledgling vampire at my new mistress's side. We climbed walls in the dark & hunted foolish drunkards. Though I have to say that they left me quite buzzed & I tripped into

or his head. Chris struggled against her grip but she was too strong. Steph turned his head to the side, and whispered "Sorry," in his ear before blowing his brains out the other.

So all of them ate way too much, ending up sprawled on a bed with orgasms. Kate decided she wasn't going to just lay around anymore, so orgasm over, she went to the phone to call

-nother swig from the bottle of rubbing alcohol. My dumpster fire of a life had reached it's zenith. I could see it in my son's disappointed eyes. Tears began forming in the corner

Did he regret the murder? No. Was he scared of consequences? No way! Ken was a sexy, young, rich man living the dream. Barbie was just holding him back.

aro's biggest fan but Mitch owned only prints. His garage was stacked to the ceiling with them. His wife was fed up & organized a garage sale while he was at an art fair. Pissaro

dress and glittery heels. The only problem was... She had bright green skin. I'm honestly not sure what happened to her but there was no way we were going out to the restaurant.

This dog shit smelled divine. It resembled... crushed rose petals. Or something to that effect. In any case, Niles was overjoyed to be standing in the lump of dog faeces.

The thing is, I had no idea. I had been trying to make out with this guy but the owner of the place had to come in and tell us his grandma died on the couch we were on.