my eyes and saw the rock begin to roll and screamed with delight as the purple lizard was set free. It scampered into the forest and I picked up

"I'm a sexy plague doctor!" "I'm a seductive werewolf!" "And I'm a tartish protocol droid!" What had I done?

a poor complexion and/or poor circulation in the lower extremities. It would be a gross neglection on my part to allow your vivisection simply because your demon's dereliction in

Luckily, my name was Miley Cyrus, so I never did need much more than the boots. & my magical reality outclassed the wildest of anyone's dreams. Until I fell into the clutches of Dr

A skink, a skunk, and a skank were imprisoned in a rank tank that stank.

Since Npot didn't know, I kicked her to the curb & hit the road. I have no room in my life for people, like Npot, who don't have a ready answer for what I should wish for or want.

But it does make you more savy to scams

Words are like weapons. Often the most danger is from infections.

There's a line between being deep and being pretentious and full of yourself.

"How could invite you to Rachmaninoff's Piano Concerto No. 3! The sound of the Hammerklavier must pelt your very soul with the memory of your family's untimely death, dear Melanie.

feel like shootin'.The conductor went to get his guns.No varmits ferrety or otherwise were going to overrun his caboose as long as he was on the train. Ferdy Ferret dooked his pals

Grief can overwhelm a person, if you let it sink in long enough. The secret isn't to not think about it, but to accept that you will think about it, and move on.

I set up them up between the Jazzercise CDs and the Harlequin romances. Not much of a market for used souls, too much of a surplus.

... There was a tap on the window. "Problem Officer?" "Your hatchback's ajar. Might want to shut it." "I'll see to it." A thud hammered from the trunk.

mind, all that knowledge burned to ashes.

Col. Sander's chicken coop. Noop, the soup needs more spaghetti hoops. It's no match for Betty Boop's. I'd jump through hoops, do a loop-de-loop, just to try another scoop.

Not to Carl, the hoarder and trash collector. The expired soup can of '98 would be a great addition to his already sizeable can collection. His favorite can was

I woke some time later in a purple haze. I looked up, down, and around at the lavender sky, the maroon mountains, & the violet-strewn meadow. My head pounding, I sat up & began

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me feel better. If you wear a hat you look like a writer.