When she walked into my office, I knew that this was going to be a day that I would always remember. She wore

It was a futuristic Camelot. He was her Arthur and she was his Gwenivere. He'd read the book, so when Lancelot arrived, Arthur shot him in the dome with a .38 and planted a knife

My cat has an armpit fetish; which is strange to begin with, but it gets weird when

I stood on the edge of the building and closed my eyes, leaning into the buffeting winds. Close to falling, but not quite. If I opened my eyes, it was all over, I'd lose my balance

Get on your back. Get your butt up. Now walk like a crab.

They say if life gives you lemons - you should make lemonade. But what should you do if life gives you a GPS unit, some gaffer tape and a friend who doesn't know any better?

Disco balls are really the ultimate accessory. They are so versatile and really do snazz up any outfit. Too bad my boss seems to think they are a perfect substitute for a nice set

It was a clear, dark night and Plantman had just returned from his daily crime watch. He removed his nitrogen-fixing

The Folding Story family was a mystery to everyone on the Internet. Many urban legends had arisen about this family, the most curious of which involved the Whitman Bros.It was said

Hortincula Meares was about as steady on her four-inch heels as a cyclops in a china shop, and the brick paving underfoot seemed the culprit; but Hortincula was gourd-empty stoned.

ly to lose her ring from necrosis & split when rot exposed her proud carriage of nonperishable enhancements saying "I could never go with a girl who isnt' all natural." Nurse Zaza

Sarah Smith was not surprised by Dossier.com's latest change of privacy terms. "Let all my seekers find me," she mused, "and let them be well-prepared for when they do." She was mo

I pulled off my gas mask. The air was stale but breathable. I looked pass the craters to the horizon. There, in the distance, was the worn red flag. I lined up my driver. The ball

She choked on the words, flinching as they stumbled their way over her tongue. She was meant to say "I love you", but lies clung to her throat like phlegm. She gagged on them as

I saw Mommy kissing Santa Claus was playing on the old Victrola; I had just checked back in from a brief blackout session. But Santa had Mommy bent over the sofa arm sans knickers

I had the nightmare again last night. Always the same. Having added to all existing stories, all I could do was create more. I needed to get to a FA meeting badly.

The saucer landed on the landing field. Gramps disembarked, full of stories of planets he had buzzed. Xerel's Dad teeked: "Be kind, you lazy traveler, you." Granny Hargrok smirkled

The insane pastry chef slapped his bow-legged assistant. "What took you so long?" He grabbed the apple-fritter and set inside the Beast's chest. It was a doughnut Frankenstein

Dear Josef, I hope that you will make better use of "The Card Tricks of Enoch" than I, a scatterbrain, will ever do. I am old enough to wonder whether I am being manipulative, but

Sir Anthony Wedgewood Hotpocket leant against his marble mantel & poked at the fire vigorously. Lady Alphonsa Devere Buckle had just left her calling card which could mean only 1 t