I hate listening to baby boomer's talk about "their" music. They are so smug about it. And it's ALLL they talk about. Their parenting skills suck, but wow, that music was great.

There was a audible click & then the mallet rattled between the bells. A veiny hand slapped the alarm clock off in midring. Doris Smuntling rolled back the blanket fully dressed

"The city is full of trash, Mrs. Fletcher and I am the broom." John sneered at that busy-body from Cabot Cove.

As the iPhone see-sawed to the bottom of the pool, her heart sank as every bubble rose. She cried out, like a little girl who dropped her dolly off of the Empire State Building, "

Once upon a time, there was a big bear.

'Twas no more than a handful of beans off the pre-agreed upon cargo, but Balthazar was not a man to be hoodwinked in any capacity. Glen's blood was pooling outwards from where he

Gerald! Well if I had any feelings I might regret that you have "won" the right to "star" in our heavily scripted version of your life. I'm sure you have big dreams for the future,

My sleek catman friend Joel could fly without apparatus, but he enjoyed tooling around in a clunky antigrav car from the forties that probably had unhealthy fields, just because

I couldn't believe it had happened to me.

I did 2 push ups, she wasn't impressed. So i beat her in a video game. She still wasn't impressed. So then I got online and ordered her roses, but she yawned. So I gave her an

Investment poodle futures bottomed out but the rest of my canine portfolio was doing well. I advised my clientele Afghan options were about to spike. My insider "Deep Paws"

Once upon a time there was a girl called Jo. She was very frustrated with stuff.

It was so wierd. The holiday had turned crazy, all because of the tentacles that I had found lying on the beach that cold, magical morning. They had been picked up and dragged to

Hush little baby, don't say a word. Momma's gonna kill you a mockingbird. And if that mockingbird don't scream, Momma's gonna haunt you in your dreams.

Only a dork will use a spork. For me a simple fork will do. Hand me shrooms n Ill do them with you in an air balloon, uh, with the helium. Other emcees, man, i aint feelin em. Cuz

Femme Fatale, Rose Nettle played in the Ivy league of a male dominated profession: She was a Hitwoman. She wore her trademark feather boa constrictor as she approached an unsuspect

Sometimes I hear things. I don't think that's normal.

A girl travels half across the world to see her father for just three weeks, whom she hadn't seen for three years. She ends up loving it and cancels her return ticket back home.

"The Tommy Gnosis version is the far superior rendition," she spat, vehemently showering biscotti crumbs all over her rapt group of disciples. "Tom and Jerry? More like Uncle Tom

I challenge myself to use just seven words. Words? seven, I challenge just. Use to just challenge myself.