maybe they could have prevented that whole awful Napoleon situation, not to mention all those poor white mice that had died in pharmaceutical labs. But certainly,

Didn't matter, though, if you were folding stories. Purple Prof made sure there were tea and scones for everyone. That made all participants in the folding story ritual feel like

And it rained, or shall I say, poured. Ideas for folding stories were everywhere, taking on a plethora of forms, served in a smorgasbord format by Tristan Tzara. Slim Whitman chose

I swear it. I'll risk anything to catch his golden parachute tail. I want to overdraft my way into retail nirvanna. I leaned dangerously forward grasping at the gossamer threads

must lead the 151st Space Rescue Squadron to the planet orbiting the dangerous sun in galaxy 29Q. I give you full authority to complete the mission at any cost. We cannot

And over the next few centuries, the universe had become a more peaceful place. If they hadn't met in secret, all their efforts would have been sabotaged by

But how bad could it be? The postage stamps were selling faster than hotcakes, and we were running out of pie.

Their money laundering through HSBC and Deutschebank, in the form of derivitives. Once Herr Messerschmidt the CEO was arrested, the future for Det J and Betty Gordon was bleak.

Lord Melos regarded his teacup hesitantly, then shrugged and drank it anyway. The party under the awning gasped. "Did he just drink a cup full of dirty rainwater?" Melos chuckled.

. It didn't land in my shrinking green circle so I kept running. "PIKA PIKA PIKA!!!" I screeched. It's okay, I told myself as I ran into a nearby house. But uh-oh ...

corn and how much he hated it. But some kid's nan's kettle corn aversion would not keep Karen from nailing down what was happening to her. She looked up over the edge of the bed at

que fellow who waddled down the block to pluck Uncle Johann from the umbrella stand & unfold him for a tryout. He told the vendor: "I'm Oswald C. Cobblepot. Got any ammo for this?"

sounds implausible but numbers can be irrational and dividing by zero works magic even my high school algebra teacher warned about. Our protagonist was a rule bender: Flat Ollie.

popper.He opened the medicine cabinet with glee,a pill popper he'd be! Disheartened to find only a bottle of aspirin he tried twisting open the childproof cap but it wouldn't budge

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?

4BR3B Shotgun and put it in a safe spot, telling everyone, "It will be in the skeleton closet". Plotsky agreed it was a good spot and put the Messerschmidt pistol in the Mahagony

as she had alway been. OK she was a zombie, so technically an undead god, not a living one, but so what? She was still willing to lend an ear. It kept falling off anyway.

had been at the Cone. That is what we called an unknown structure in the woods behind our house. If you went in naked it transported you to the center of the Universe as Earth's re

"How'd you like that one?" Ludwig would shout to the emperor, to which the emperor would reply: "Stop shouting at this personality, it's very sensitive" and then send out another

But you could always tell that they had passed by the trail of dynamite stubs and Acme receipts they left behind. Maybe they could be stopped by cancelling their Acme account! It