"Haha" We cried laughing at my bro's joke. The drive-thru guy yells "You makin' fun at my lipido son's a biatches?" "Does your ballpark frank plumps when your old lady grills you?"

cheeks that seduced the hot single ladies in his area, making him the bane of the hero known as AdBlock

to prevent the PussyDestroyers from ravaging my rectal cavity. One crept up on me now, and I grabbed my Deus Ex Machina to destroy it. "This is for Ash. And my mother."

the others can't take care of this one." Saitama looked at him blankly. "Are you kidding?" Saitama turned back to the monster and swung his fist, obliterating it instantly.

Such a small beast it was. Lizard and King, and hungry. The General pulled some sliced cheese out of his bag and fed the Dragon King. On the side of the road, another car

your teeth, your lumpy, swollen lips, your greying cheeks, darkened by moldy facial hair, is hard to describe without getting sick." It wasn't the first time she was drunk and

gassy, to say the least. "No.", I said as I munched on Martian soil. Saturn looked at me funny." Philip was savaged by his bird when he tried to feed it." "Wasn't it a sparrow?"

unable to comprehend what is to be said. My life is in ruin, I'm often not fed, and I'm not sure if I will ever be wed. In the end, to what has my whole life led?

I took out my notebook and jotted down 7 pages notes. Someone advertised being able to act like a monkey and swing from tree to tree. There was a toll free number I jotted down too

cryptographs. Perhaps they could help me decipher this message. Upon approaching my spaceship though I immediately sensed something was wrong. The xeonsphere felt somewhat

"You know why, Lucy," replied the gentle and divine voice of the angel Gabriel. "Because you're the only fallen angel that hasn't repented yet, and also a total arse sometimes, so

that he was willing to share his tree, as long as I didn't drink coffee, so I kept quiet about my earlier place at the cafe. One day, he asked me to tell him a story, and I

and popped out with a green and white salsa dancing outfit. "Mario, you think you can best Luigi at the Salsa! You're dead meat, mama mia!" He twirled around the dance floor, when

or some sort of curse had been put upon me by some benevolent beast. But now I know the truth, thanks to ancestry.com. Lock picking is in my blood! As my grandfather once said,

a pillow from a nearby child, sleeping innocently in a stroller. Steve shook his head in disgust at the mother. "Sloths get especially aggressive when pillows are thrown by babies

breakdanced. Finally, I got the holdup man's attention. I told him off: "How would YOU feel if everyone ignored you?" "I-I had no idea." He made every shopper 'like' me on Facebook

Or would they ever say? Either way, that puts humans out of work and forces them to panhandle or sleep in Lower Wacker Drive. Or it drives them to do other illegal things...

reason to go there is to get loaded on Zin or A & W root beer. The natives plied the Sherpas with a mix of both. Zin floats they called 'em & so my mountain trek ended in Lodi gain

Det. Lee Keybum was incensed. What fiend could triturate a village of smurfs? A strange dude looking a cross between a Dominican friar & Danny DeVito appeared. "May I help, Det.?"

Perhaps he needed more tea and crumpets? His mum was concerned, since she folded stories too. They went to the park and sat on the bench, doing cut-up poetry. Colonel Mustard was a