You can never be too right about a thing, idea, eggo, ego, or a person. Your continued presence argues for the case of your existence. But what kind of existence is it? Authentic?

I am trying to give nothing away but the truth might as well smooth the path that lies before me. That path will be dead to me. I will spit every time I hear it's name and twice on

Twenty three years after the cessation of hostilities throughout the former United States else, Alvarez, Texas continued their fight against the Trumpets and the Trumpet collaborat

The wind flew at her slowly. She even accused it of being a breeze. Even from her that still stung but her I would forgive. I always would. She knew that too but had promised not t

I always loved surfing the waves at Chernobyl Beach. Mostly because I could sneek through the barbed wired fences and use the toxic's sludges glow to see at night. I have the beach

It is a logistical nightmare being the real General George Armstrong Custer, time-traveling mercernary robot from the past/future. For one thing, you have to be everywhen all the

I could feel the angel's wing besides me in the earth, her pin feathers wrapping themselves onto each touch. Each part yearning for touch, for the spark when We have met the enemy

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,

Then I was hypnotized into being in North Carolina blowing glass hands in prayer bongs for Christians who were getting on the recreational cannabis bus. The safe word came & went.

Looking into a mirror is intrinsically evil. That heresiarch was right about one thing even if he didn't know how many fingers to bless with. Mirrors multiply the evil.

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We got from the open vial on the table to putting the onus on you and Hugh for entertaining the idea in the first place. Somehow the orange juice got pushed onto you. We don’t know

Buckle up ladies and gentlemen because I am gong to tell you about the greatest day of my life. It all started when I woke up to find

I wanted to send you some nudes. But Large Marge and Hairy Hans refused to posed naked except for their feet. So here you go foot nudes.

I think the lighting is generally the cause of so many pills. Succumbed to Sin? Couldn't see the light. Lain with thy brother's wife? She's light on the teeth. Cargo pants? Fashion

Not that it matters anymore but I was the guy that made the first Copy Cat. I was trying to print out a flyer for my girlfriend's dead cat, Mergotroid. Seven Jolt Colas later we

I have high aspirations, I want to become an elevator operator. I'll go at it with professionalism and eventually I'll be be at the Space Needle or the Burj Khalifa

During reconstruction after the war we discovered our visitors had left evidence of their struggles while in hiding. The tops of the shelves they slept in were covered with their

The purple with lime fringe knee high boots were a testament to the color of their resistance to the hegemony of Off World institutions. With billions already served the Ambassador

Your abstraction was vaguely insouciant towards this moment's arrival such that it makes me, us really, question it's commitment to truly Being Here Now. Being Now Here. Here Being