Store & yanked the cashier away from her Behind the Scenes TIKTOK session; he bent over, showing her, & her TIKTOK audience, his torn pants & his full moon in all its hairy glory.

e and into the baptismal font which, like the public pool, was full of urine. Then the best man got loose and ate all the little communion wafers (the Jeez-its), and the bride ate

with vomit after triggering her gag reflex. Ms. Chodderstein caught one whiff of that spew and tossed her cookies directly into Professor Finkelstein's third martini.

anything close to a medal, or an award, but a following nonetheless. If Mao's Mum could only see the amount of happy smiley people who watched his videos, then maybe at last she

John Henry stood in the corner coughing up bloody phlegm. “That Doc is spreading Covid”, the criminal cried. DHM and I stopped laughing. Bat Masterson walked in, asking, “Covid?

The kitchen learned not to send the pretty ones as food bearers as they quickly ended up without a head. They now only send out the frumps. Who cry because they lose either way.

-ated by. M. Popeye, dropped & blew his pipe. The blow turned into a fog horn; alerting the Gendarmerie. M. Popeye caught the pipe & used it to reach Pierre's corpse in the Seinne

tore open it's underbritches with a thunderous fannyclapper. All eyes snapped over to the offending cloud. Pluto laughed first, then Triton, and pretty soon the whole congregation

The Land of Goshen wasn't all its brochure cracked it up to be. It's hard to take any sort of writing service seriously if they use a sans serif font. Eileen was leader of Goshen,

dissent by pointing out that it was god's will. God through His instrument, Zara, had delivered a blessing in the form of a spit out seed. One would be wise to heed God's message.

costume, his statement clearly at odds with his attempts to get out of his own. By now he had a nuanced appreciation for every other schmuck who'd vomited in the Skylark's head.

have one thing lead to another without risking rejection. Jakob sighed and pressed the SUBMIT key. Maybe there's another brown dwarf

is sweet on me and she gives me and my friends extra tofu on all their orders," Bob explained. He half stood, caught the eye of said girl at the counter, & gave her 2 finger guns.

slightest perturbed by Nyarlathotep. We all pointed and laughed at him. One guy quipped, "He wanted to reject Cthulhu, but said, '$20 is $20 is $20 is $20 is $20 is $20 is $20!'"

-round the ho, ho, ho' was a hit with the tongs. Not so much with the Fu Manchu. Which is why 'cock-around the ho, ho, ho" wasn't allowed in his new haunted castle. Gourmet ghosts

group therapy. There they met a Gen-Xer and his dad. The Xer says, "Dad, I'm in puppy love." "That's great, son!" says the dad. "With an actual puppy," said the son. "Get my gun,"

-led. Mildred replied to the Frenchman, "a fence only keeps honest people out but men with guns keep the prisoners in. With my Kalashnikov I have no need for a lock."

in love the way a debutante might dabble in art," Quayfagbhay would say vaguely. I could tell by his blush that he had loved Hungry, though that love had not be requited. Then one

I was first to market with Biokenesis®. I became a millionaire overnight. I moved to the boonies and practiced qonfu and my back porch everymorning before a breakfast of extinct

chicken-like being hardly seemed dazed. Not much. He weebled & wobbled a bit but it seemed to find it pleasurable. It made a pink furry purrr. We all heard it in our minds, not our