Frustrated by the absence of an award for the Greatest Award, I created just such an award and then awarded it to myself for having created and awarded it. The Greatest Award Award

Murdock Lipschitz carefully removed the cylinder he'd labeled with RADIOACTIVE WASTE

Hold up, wait a minute let me puts some pimping in it. the party don't stop till 8 in the morning!!

"We mustn't tell anyone, this would cause a world wide panic!" Those were the last words I heard before I accidentally hit "Send to everyone."

Welcome to The Land of Misery. All of your worst dreams will come out and haunt you forever!

"let us bow our heads in prayer" said grandma. she didn't know I never believed in the magical man called GOD.

"There you are, pregnant & barefoot" said Jim, hugging Tia from behind, "What's for dinner?" "I've got socks on," she replied, "and it's not dinner. I'm boiling frogs."

Big Bob hated the office costume party because everyone alway's instantly recognized him. "This year", he swore "I'll show them." He walked up to La Ronda in his

"I FRY o a0ab 34348tu åaugjoi zølbmosdji jsøg ijio sjiw" - Mr. Fox.

"Mom, look, I'm a unicorn!"

I build bridges of silver and crowns of gold.Who am I?

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"He thought he was dying, so he told her everything." I overheard this when I was getting my mocha. Who was dying? Who was she? What was everything? I had to follow the voice.

I decided to put the lie to the "size doesn't matter" mantra once & for all & published "Penis size interacts with body shape and height to influence male attractiveness" in PNAS

I'd rather create than add but if we all create and never add there'd be no finish. 10,000 one-fold stories just isn't going to cut it. As you can tell,

Fear did not keep her from opening the door although she was afraid. The brass knob was too hot to grasp her gown too thin to be of use as a protective mit. Sick wet sounds issued

The pomegranate seeds that Hades fed Persephone were heavy like lead. They stuck into her throat and she felt them grating slightly every time she swallowed.

I am a Fruit Loop in a world of Cheerios. Except in high school, where everyone else is a strange, bubbling concoction of high fructose syrup and artificial flavor and color.

Beside a dusty, smeared window sat a young man. He sat with his arms crossed, his left ankle resting on his right knee. Something streaking across the night sky caught his eye. It

I wanted to discover what lay beyond conception, remote & ineffable, utterly strange. Within the wretchedness of mere existence my heart grew sick, and utter horror sounded within