I tried to go boneless but my body betrayed me. My throbbing hobgoblin pressed against the hem of Wendy's yoga pants, threatening to wipe out the entire neighborhood if it didn't

Instinct and training took over. He pulled the ripcord on the emergency chute and they slid down into the safe room. Ted clicked on the overhead lights and the security monitor.

plugged the hole in the space-time continuum. It took several attempts, but I did it. The fabric looked pretty frayed. I re-adjusted my goggles ... wait ... I'd done this before

Even though my boxers came off in the shower

saw the diners come and go, a drying upside down L near the wall, unnoticed. Years passed. The concrete building was condemned. Centuries later, she was still there, in pasta hell.

my highly busy therapist and her whole crew came along. I know I did this all for them, but it sure felt like they were trying to please me! Who'da thunk a mancave could bring us

, his once favorite website was now coated in every god damned flavor of capitalism under the sun! This wasn't just a simple revision. This was a personal attack on Claude.

it was the perfect opportunity to dismantle them. By cheating on his wife, Duchess Plork, with the king's daughter, Ola, he could finally have his anarcho-communistic society!

te the Pledge of Brainrotledgiance. For some reason, Folding Story participants really, really liked brainrot. For the most part, it was a mystery.

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

mysterious door that just appeared. It was a glowing white color, with an eerie buzz coming from it. I stepped forward, entering through the light.

from running out of q-tips. So he would dig deep with one, get it wet, throw it out, start over and over, until he finally scratched that paralyzing itch. When Sysyphus realized he

Take the holodeck for example. Nobody ever bumped into its walls. Klingon wore scrotal sacks on their foreheads. Phasers. 7 of 9's... shoulders. Warp

despondent. But then he came around the corner with THE LEASH! I popped up. Spun around. Didn't bark; I knew that was bad. But I wanted to. I ran over to him with my tail wagging

I could be free from this eternal charade of competency and finally pursue my passion for pinochle. The ladies down at The Church of Heavenly Heathens couldn't understand how

J'étais 10 ans quand ma seœr était née

have to fry this mound of vomit and slowly eat it, while I tase in the eyes" The cop drew his zapper and started to hump the air with anticipation. I saw my cat's life flash before

in lieu of patties drew a flame out of my tooth grill. So I handstand walked to the nearest patron and politely asked him to graft his bipedal meat sandwich on my lower torso. He

¿Quièn era Mary Be-ll? Maldad, circunstancias, època, què pasò, què originò todo?

"Captain Yurio, sir, your fly is un-done." The room fell silent. Captain looked down and saw that yes, his fly was undone. "How could this have happened?" "Sir," she paused.