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.

Sadly looking down at her feet, she scuffed her feet and resigned herself to her fate. Tears still staining her face she looked up resolute. “Fine. I will take care of myself.”

But Nana was different from most hurricanes. Her weapon was sheer water volume. She reminded me of my human Nana, who used to try to drown me in the bathtub as she washed my hair.

towing a camel with 7 baskets of golden toe rings.After I crossed the Sahara, Sherlock Hemlock said he wanted my Schwinn bike instead of the toe rings or I couldn't marry Muscaria

"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

"You know what they say about angry unicorns, don't you?" "No, can't say that I've ever heard anything about an angry unicorn." "Wanna know why?" "Sure." "Because nobody survives."

The caller breathed their last breath. The house grew blue blobs, the children and the neighbouring folk grew blue splotches. The FBBI all succumbed to the terrifying blue epidemic

for the beachcombers but a source of added nutrients for the denizens of the quick sand they suddenly found themselves in. The resulting quick sand ecology is a cosmopolitan oasis.

did anything more than form grass stains on your Fruit of the Looms? New Cheese Milk rips through your bowels like a tempest in a teapot, resulting in a long, quiet, stinky poot

Down and, at the door, croaked "You'll catch me if you put your heads together!" The police shrieked in horror as their heads fused with each other, heated up to boiling point and

like a naughty child. Luckily, I realized spiders hate high-pitched noises, so I thought about the most blood-curdling screams imaginable and the telepathic spider's head exploded.

Unfortunately, this body-switching meant that the Shaman was now in control of MY body. "Oh, bugger me, that's weird," I heard my own voice say. "Hey, I'm young again! Wowee!" I sh

and the three dozen other voices in my head all went back to my place and slapped the chicken on the grill, but one of the voices suggested I should kill and pluck it first. Hmm...

from the heavens like the spirit wind, the kamikaze, pelting him into compliance, prying his hands away from each other and away from my hind parts. How about a cesarean section?

but I already had some cookies in the oven, for the Sea Monkey King had charmed me with his poems. But I was all in favor of baking a cake with the vampire OB-GYN next time my oven

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"No", she said. "Feed me!" and she ate Todd's head & shoulders. No toddler was going to eat their way through her & then demand she feed him. She couldn't imagine Todd as a teen.

-inator and get lost!" Brenda snapped and left in a huff. Doofenshmirtz was left dumbfounded. How could she not see the honesty and purity inside him? He decided

Salvidore Dali, whose projected lips now seemed to be calling for help from beyond. I had never noticed that before! Had the "Ball-Roller" had something to do with his death? Or