I looked up from the open chest cavity to try and place the movie. The head nurse gave me a stupid rise of a eyebrow. She better not start any shit. It was about a Dr. Moreau exper

I refuse to continue to lie to myself that it is up to me to make my own day. I've decided to outsource that task to you. So, go ahead and make my day. Don't scrimp on the details.

red to be sung again. Oh the safe word please say reeeeeeedddddd. My voice cried, having enough of the caterwauling people call BDSM.

extra points by shooting random people with arrows as I ice-skate to victory. If only target practice could be this fun everyday with my Harbor Indian friends.

into the very being of my t-shirt. Wait.. my t-shirt? Forget this! I'll just go shirtless!! I picked up the phone, ignoring the game and it's obsessive hold upon my torso cloth

buzzed angrily at the man, readying her stinger to attack at the slightest provocation.

bathtub, which caused the cat to become drenched with oil, and yowling, the cat ran off into the sunset, combusting into flames underneath the glaring sunlight.

"Riiight," the skeletal cashier leered. (What a jerk.) The woman thought. Leaving with her purchase of a chess set that could inadvertently call upon the end of the world.

between his teeth were a real turn-off. And his smelly breath just added to his rotund physique. Why did the mayor have to look worse than me!?! "It's not fair!" I angrily cried

rraige with some weird alien chick who I didn't even know. I guess the revolution will have to wait. At least until after the honeymoon...

"Why didn't you use the fire extinguisher first!?!" I cried as I watched the man burn to ash.

e consisted of all the elements, each of which cancelled each other out and produced nothing. Thus, the fire nation couldn't take over the world with unlit lamps.

couldn't just stand by and watch the world burn to ash. Somehow, I had to put things right. It was least I could do as Earth's Governor.

-covered villages were the best places to open my new enterprise and workshops of manufacturing macarons and garlic bread.

off, making me go blind. If only I had more than 100 years, to beat you all in line!

NNo wonder all the ladies loved him, I thought. If only I could be as good looking as Brad, the supermodel.

And so spoke the translator: Once upon a time, in an enchanted valley the Paju! The Pajú loves narrateirices, and so I decided to create this topic to satisfy you!

is nothing to see other than the pen and a scrap of paper in front of you. Now they say the pen is mightier than the sword. Is it true? You wonder.

watching you all lose your American sanity. Slowly converting you to love Stalin more than your current president.

engor pleaded. unsure how the Kraken would answer to the desperate situation. Hrengor could only hope the Kraken had some form of mercy.