Fields of Phuque I never grew as a child. The surface of the crater was smooth glass and both abrasive and slippery; sharkskin like. At certain angles it was possible to see what

When no one was looking, she swiftly gathered up the dead man’s clothes and carried them to an abandoned JC Penny’s—where her collection of charred mannequins awaited.

"I told you not to name the swine. Now you're seeing their corpses instead of a cornucopia of fresh pork," Ma yelled from the rumble seat turning her gravity bong up. "The skates

Now, of course, the ego-men did not want to be animals; they did not want to face themselves. They forced a human being to live in the jungle. It was an endless torment for them.

seeing how things were going with Andy Devine and Froggy, stopping momentarily to smile at Beany & Cecil and Soupy Sales, along the way, before fluttering back to Captain Kangaroo

god like himself. He thought ahead to the day when he could tell his enemies off with just one swish of his hair. That would be the day that his life truly began.

the oversized fungal masses to ride bikes. They don't even have to learn how to bike without training wheels. It's just tricycles. And if the sun rises a degree to the left tomorro

stared at her butt in the mirror, missing Janet, who had managed to hold onto a rock & not fall in, yank Jack’s leg until HE fell into the volcano. As Queen Latifah twerked, Janet

of their Olympic free skating performance, they shed their extraneous appendages and let them skitter across the ice as the crowd went wild. But the judges disapproved of their

psychedelic explosions meant to illustrate the creation of the universe. Nic could see through his night goggles that the planetarium audience was completely distracted, so he

thoughts about thoughts that they might have had tormented Pekka, but that was (let's be honest) typical for her. "Hah! Let them be up to something! I am also up to something."

The old man leaned back in his chair. "Of course," he preened. "Without a nugget or two, how am I do remember anything at all?" He

The crowd was shocked. They look toward the Disco Clown and realized that he float to the air.

I had no idea what any of these terms meant, so I contented myself with listening to Howard's mesmerizing whatever-the-heck-he-was-doing-on-YouTube. It was quite soothing. But one

Bobo’s a fully autonomous, transdimensional, oiled-up, shaven, old geezer. Now, that I was thinking about it, it was odd that he didnt really fit in the guinea pig enclosure.

moonlight across the garden. She was impressed. She had her doubts about the drug addict that had sold her these magic moon beans for a dollar, but they turned out to be beautiful.

&caught the delicate scent of chartreuse. The pain morphed into pleasure as the thing sucked plasma from my pores, replaced by something of a similar consistency, but metallic.

"Will I at least get the full month of sex? Do toads do that too? So I'm not a toad princess? Fucroaaaak. OMG, I'm croaking!" Mr. Toad looked at his new wife, formerly a human, and

Was at home to the steady whip of life and eternity. She decided, if this was all the infinite had to offer, then it needed a ruler like her. Attila the Nun marched towards a flock

ldn't clean up properly and would just leave a mess all over the carpet. Damn florescent lamp powder. I cursed to myself and poured a coffee. It was time to buy a new one.