"The Commies are Coming: the Musical" landed on Mr. Hackensmoot's desk during the darkest hour of his producer career. How to finance it? He retitled the musical "Bolshevik

I remember the day the guns stopped firing.

It's the year 2024, and gluten has been outlawed. Ronald is standing behind the counter of his secret, underground bakery when a mysterious figure enters. The figure

I am so mind-numbingly bored. Someone entertain me.

Last week, I got a invite to a birthday party, from a weightless talking dolphin who likes to collect space rubble.

Jeff Timothy the archaeologist dusted off the ancient stone tablet, then dropped the brush in shock. It read, in plain English, "Hello Jeff Timothy, from the year 2016.

Galaxies bloomed like flowers on dark matter stalks, but little did their tiny denizens know of the strange cultures that thrived along the hidden transit corridors. Tourists

El Gran Bigote sat perched atop the gargoyle on the side of the building, busy scanning the streets below for those up to no good, his luxurious, black mustache billowing behind

So the parrot says. "Listen Doc, my last.." Oh sorry times up for the monologue. My first guest this evening is a sub-par looking actress with limited talent staring in a mediocre

But there he was, dead over the desk, an expensive pen jammed far into his vertebrae. Clutched in his cold hand was a piece of paper folded repeatedly: An unfinished story fold.

"George! NO! Bad monkey!" I shouted at George as he took away my asthma pump. He had made me climb the entire set of stairs, and I was pretty sure I was going to have an asthma att

Evo, didn't disagree, he 'subverted the paradigm'. Evo didn't pick up girls, he 'enhanced his propagating potential.' Others went to the can or took a dump, but Evo '

Guys... guys... I have the best idea. Imagine if instead of going to, like, school, we

Della prised her reluctant spaniel off the Spanish tourist's lap and got off at Piccadilly Circus to change onto the Bakerloo line. "Della!" The voice was familiar - she turned

My girlfriend loves chocolate, so I thought what better present? I had myself delivered to her apartment in a large box with a sash, encased in a life-sized chocolate Santa Claus.

Dealing with butthurt potsmokers is an arduous trial to say the least, as they can be particularly ornery, kind of like a religious fundamentalist. First make no sudden movements,

Hey there Dapper Dan! You like a smooth operator who can rub two coins together. I get a little dealeo for you. (You know what I'm sayin'?) Its easy-peasy lemon-squeezy. Hey!

A dead cow comes across the sky.

It's just one of those things...

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