She's been working in a potato chip factory ever since her incident, and nobody can even remember her name. So she divorced Lot and got a little dog named Pepper. Since then, her

cling the Twin Pines mall every Tuesday. Brian wasn't what you'd call a bright man. Or a man. But he was the loudest fucking vocalist The Holy Lost had ever had--ANY band ever had.

to his website: ChixWithDixDotCom.com. The Dolly Llama had broken his own cardinal rule: "I before E except after C all these minorities being driven to the concentration camp".

exotic alien dildos in many fluorescent colors?" "By George, I think you've got it, George," the not-George character said. So they went down to TJ Maxx together, debit cards ready

potato as "potahto". Xorxblat was afraid the stories were true, that the Mother Brain computers were defective. He was znorphing lost. He should've turned left at the last quasar.

Not literally--that would be horrid! But cuttlefish goulash has trans fats, which are illegal in most states. However, there was a little trick I picked up in preseminary school

That got people started. After all, as I always say: "No such thing bad publicity!" Do you have any idea how difficult it is to wear a hat with a flat head? My green skin clashed

lorded over the lard in the larder, she could not stand asparagus. "Sorry, Mom; I have to go vanquish homunculi," she would say as she rushed out the door, oversized spatula in her

"That's hardly an excuse. It should be fresh on your mind!" argued the very bratty homunculus. The doc was this close to jamming him back up into that hamster water bottle where he

e-maid popcorn of three parts prune juice vinegar, two parts Ecto Cooler™, and stir with a rectal thermometer. Everyone has to make it in bartending school, and classes are only on

Three anthropomorphic hamsters resembling the three stooges hopped out of the Kia and posed, and I have to admit, they had me convinced. "I just need fifty-three cats relocated

Bobby had a timetable worked out for when he took over dominion of the dark side. Cthulhu & the other Old Ones had let the survivors turn the world against them while they slept.

splashed out the toilet bowl. "Fucking dammit!" Andrei said. "I've got to go to work! I don't have time for this shit!" She started clubbing the toilet with the plunger in fury.

"But I'd never kill anything," she answered, her voice trembling at the thought. Teddy Ruxpin frowned. This girl was not the pliable minion he had assumed. "But they will kill you

And like any good dystopian story this reality had a "hero" who would be privy to how god damned woeful the future really was. What good was teleportation if everywhere you went or

to catch sight of the protestors." The reporter nodded, asking, "The ones chanting, 'Free Ham Sandwich! Bust them out of jail!'?" "Yes, them's the ones," the bushmaster confirmed.

called out as she waved a flag from atop the gynecology clinic. Stoats came from miles around to take advantage of Okra's free female health care offer. "There's too many of you,"

Yes, Folding Story will keep you occupied, bewildered, and chortling until you need you to change your pants. Studies show that repeated chortling strengthens the abdominal mucles

Our lady of Perpetual Fast Food Cravings, whose congregation had cleaned out their vending machines minutes after they had been filled. St. Patrick's had tried buying only bland

nunchucks with fins and scales. One moment they were under her armpits, then flashing toward them. Matt and Tim ducked under the Bunsen burner table as flasks shattered around them