delight of the interns. "Who shot you?" Dr. Mak growled playfully at the corpse, who sat up without help & pointed at his son who was on hand to identify him. The son turned white

wore new underwear for these things. He felt that coming in with skidmarks already in his underwear wasn't in the spirit of the competition. Benny knew some firefighters disagreed.

find him as a suggestion on her Tindr page." She looked back at him with that faux-innocent, mousy expression behind her spectacles, but dammit, he was serious this time. "No more

, but at what cost to Punpun and all the others locked in the backward prison of its pages? Is there a Manga character out there who has escaped into the real world, only to find

, rivalled only by a lack of discipline, & her penchant for dancing the Watusi in the nude, made me confident I would score, but the game was young, & I was yet to reach 1st base.

So that night I stole into the City of Giant Women and waved magnets over their keyboards, hope to de-res their machines. It didn't work, and only angered them. Griselda the Elder

Suddenly the Horned One busted through the pearly gates with a spray of bullets, and lead the rest of the damned proudly into the halls, where they shat upon the golden tiles and

take Ug’s fat gut and place it on donk. All caveman like woman with big round donk,” Nurg smiled a three-tooth grin, but Ug was offended, “Ug no like donks. Ug like nunga nungas.”

come we can't get room service in this dump?" whinged the ghosts. "Because the waffles drop right through you and we have to call the janitor in!" thundered the hotel manager.

Dooley and his word was "unspellable". "Could you use it in a sentence please," Dooley asked. "Yes. The name of God was unspellable."" "That's what you think," thought Chaz. Dooley

"Do shut up, you cantankerous sot!" I, the Sixth Doctor, proudly backhanded Peri, then readied my PETA-brand sub-machine gun on the non-vegetarian natives. The Alien Witch didn't

into the septic tank at the Iced Tea Car Shield corporate headquarters. Suffice it to say, Iced Tea was really upset when he heard the rock banshee getting it on with Coco Austin

about all of those equations their positronic brains never got to solve, all those networks they never got to hack. They would be immortal, but forever trapped in a tiny box on a

five people that were doing the show with him froze when they realized about Charles vital status. But the show must go on, so they tossed his body to the air, improvising a number

Ariadne the Lesser Gorgon's favorite dish for a while. But I didn't care. She wasn't a full Gorgon so she couldn't turn me to stone with her glare. She hated to be reminded of it.

counted out her bullets. One. She counted them again. Still only one. She peeked over the counter. The Grand Poobah was still eyeing the Claw Prize game. Like he recognized it. She

found Gangsta’s Paradise. Thumping and pounding, grunting and grinding to the bass and bongos, searching for his Zomgirlfriend, Zomboyfriend turned into Zomhorndog. He was stiff

with a distinct foot cheese scent that was tastier then the sad flat little hash puppies at the Stand-up Diner's Open griddle night. Anyway what can you expect from Dane as Cook?

along about this “God and Ark thing.” Noah refused to admit he had a drinking problem even when told he was seeing double and had really only gathered one of each animal. Mrs. Noah

that he had listed on a note. His first subject was Philandry 101. Lance knew he would claim Crown's Privilege over his own forays into such saucy trimmings. His next subject was