I got curious after stumbling on a Jerry Lewis clip that I didn't find a bit funny. I used to love everything he did when I was a kid. I tried to watched 2 of his movies. Not funny

I used my face to stop a fire. It was like adding fuel to the flames. My Dorian Gray, somewhere, howled into the night. Was it a dream then? My invisible co-pilot chose to have a

The radio station just played two aggressive songs in a row. They were both cool but they didn't fit the station vibe. The aggression had to be coming from somewhere. Prof. Loomis

When you run from one torture but find another so you run back to the first torture. Then you think a new torture might seem like a novelty. That's still part of that other torture

It is like you are moving surrealistically with direction and reason at your side. Tip toeing between stalagmites you sneak up on your prey. You peek. It is a free thought. Every

That root beer is the perfect amount of flat. From now on all weights and measures will be based on that flatness. The root beer flatness model of the universe was complete. Gödel

We haven't raised the issue of who's reality we were working for or with. Kevin Blake was the only one I recognized from his walk. Others that I saw were way out there. Close to

I buried my brisket into her buns. She squealed, “Au Jus!” and began to run. I shot like a gun, but I squirted a dribble. “Give me more!” She jerked; then concluded, “Ishkabibble.”

"My dear sweet bitter Amaretta, I write with some trepidation, as I know your network of revenge encompasses the globe, and that I cannot expect mercy or forgiveness from such a

I looked at the two packets of Pistachio Jello that I bought in the long a go in a fit of optimism. The cascading steps between the will and the drive were only the beginning. When

"The flashing light on Raigar's arm shows how much time he has left in his transformation. If the light stops flashing... Raigar will die." The narrator's grave words made fights

"The flashing light on Raigar's arm shows how much time he has left in his transformation. If the light stops flashing... Raigar will die." The narrator's grave words made fights

"They say that any man who has ever ploughed a furrow knows when a field is fallow." Huey was too busy to look but he did it anyway. He looked at Louey. Louey was already in CIC.

The philosophers should do police ride alongs. See how the vox populi starts as a mumble about a feeling that we don't like the way things are going. Tell us Saintly One, is the id

Sven Guy was remembering that night that he hung out with Annie. It was the night before she left for the army. He realized now, she had chosen to spend her last night with him.

Not because of his case particularly, but reform of the judiciary included relooking at Joseph K’s case. The Trial and The Castle had sent him to the Penal Colony on Pluto. Joseph

Oh nooooooose! I really dealt that egg a bad fall! I was distracted by that Harlem River. Not as dirty as I expected after last time. The girls in wedding gowns, each on a boat,

And that, my friends, is reality through the eyes of a pathological liar; it’s egotistic flimflam at its finest. Monty loaded his basket with enough toilet paper to wipe the asses

Did I just did the did with the prophet's wench? "I'm nobody's wench. For sure not yours if that is what you think." WTF? "I didn't say anything!" "But you was thinking it." I did.

"6, sir." I looked around. There was a child standing next to me watching the parade. I looked around and there didn't appear to be anyone with her. "How old are you? Oh!" "Dead."