The cooking staff turned the volume up. The guests could hear the commotion coming from the kitchen. Jen, Varnes and the Chef slided into the dining hall with the staff and danced

And then finished my popcorn before the blue line train arrived. I felt some hands trying to steal it before,I got on the train. She was still on the cinema watching "The train to

effect. Every creature, god, demigod, or Exalted Being was on their own. Eat or be eaten. Fight or flight. The only ones laughing were the laughers because that is what they did.

thought. Turns out that all those greens and no protein was turning me into a human Salad Shooter. So I decided to add cheese to my diet. Protesters showed up on my lawn claiming

equals 1/2 the total of an average 3am Trump dump. So...given those figures, I felt pretty vindicated.

But of course the subtext was that canning was invented in support of Napoleon's troops. "Bananas be damned!" thought Dr. Dee. But Edward Kelley still somehow had some sway over

y that we hadn't known before. However the novelty soon wore off when we realised we actually had to put things down on surfaces and couldn't leave them hanging in the air anymore.

never smelled, not even in the history of the Who The Farter circuit. This felt like a reality infringement. Dammit! I thought I was was done with this saving the world shit. Can't

"You just barely passed the training for the suicide hotline, didn't you?" Hanna finally replied. "Well there's no need to insult me, is there? I mean unless you find it helpful

crowd, which of course came from his supernatural nipples. Jack Curt started crying in Russian, and ran out of the building, to astonished fans, and had a tragic flashback of when

with a schizophrenic man who thought he was the head of the Chicago mafia. I could no longer engage in his game. My husband needed professional help before I went crazy, too.

He had only wanted to kiss her Dewey Decimal lips and run his fingers through her card files, but Susan had dumped his heart into the overnight drop and spindled his thigh.

She didn't even feel the need to stumble into this new world. She knew she was the queen of her imagination. Her dead body back in reality was no longer of importance as she would

Cleveland." The clerk chuckled. "Well, you should go someday. It's a beautiful city." Joe nodded, paying for his purchases and heading out into the night. As he walked, he wondered

So naturally, he pulled his first born child out of his backpack and was about to take a bite until an arrow pierced his calf. He yowled in pain and dropped the infant.

he didn't consider herself a red, blue or green. Our voices are not heard in the halls of government, he told herself. She took the next day off from protesting to protest a purse

Mr. Clean, having been in love with Ms. Cleary for years, game gallantly to her rescue. After clearing Ms. Cleary's toilet, Mr. Clean cleaned it and asked for her hand in marriage.

More specifically, he was unable, to date, to master the Luna moon walk. He was quite charming dancing an Io moon walk, or a Titan moon walk. Moriarty's moonwalk charade didn't chi

Juror #11, having anticipated this might occur, pulled out her well worn copy of Twerking Grimoire for Intellectuals, and performed the twerk of UnMaking without Elementals. Luke

Though, I had to admit. Being held at gunpoint to write a story would be much worse...