." Barbra Streisand's advise hurt Michael a lot. His Elton John cross over cover band where they dressed up like members of KISS wasn't really popular with the assisted living comm

harmonics. "The way you write bullet points with that marker," Birdkeena squawked," is so...climactic." "Hold your horny horses," said Wally. "We go over plot diagrams next night."

tertiary male one. For whatever reason the crew thought I was the man for this job. I decided it didn't matter which Urgha they meant. I prepared to spit wherever they pointed. The

not buy me as a Whitechapel whore. I thought my dedication to the role was commendable. I had serviced several sailors from aboard HMS Exeter when I spotted Jack the Ripper. It had

"Well," I surmised. "No use in wallowing in it! Anyone up for a quick game of 'Mind Your Uncle's Undercarriage?" Everyone groaned. "What?" I said. "That one's quite mild!"

re-heated coffee. This was it. If I wanted my co-anchor's love, I would have to peel my eyes from the Teleprompter and speak directly from my heart. I was sweating Niagra Falls

-emy. I know they wanted me to pick Ghost Academy. But my mind was set on living. "I'll only be gone 4 years. I'll come back a ghost that lived." That was cheating. My Ghost mom gl

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