There was this kid who was running away from the school. Nobody could catch him, he was too fat. As everybody clenched for air running after him, the said, STOP! YOU MUST

Bleugh! That's disgusting!

Dean Ackerman was head pollster for the Republicans. He's seen monsters but not like this. This was Caligula all over again. He wanted the numbers. So Dean lied and told him that

This story is about a little kite. Little kite was flying high in the sky. Then she said to herself "what is going to happen is all my friends are going to have a party with me"

"I am a memory machine." he said, sitting down on the rock. "I'll tell you stories of the past, of thousands of years ago and when you are gone I will tell others about you."

Homicide

I didn’t know what happened for the next ten seconds because I was running back to my car. When I returned, Ronny was screaming something through the geyser of blood in his mouth

I snuck to the driver’s side of her giant Dodge and popped the hood. I slid out from behind the wheel and pushed the hood release completely and pushed it up.

Query: where do babies come from? The precocious 3-year-old always had the most annoying way of bringing up difficult subjects.

It was unpopular in the surrounding states but she would have no part of it. "I think they're are just prudes" she cried as she reached for her purse in the pale moon light.

The heater breathed out life sustaining heat into the apartment, but it was far too late for that. It had betrayed the children during the night during a moment of petty revenge

Melody. How she hated her name. Every morning: "Are you in tune, litte one?" Melody. But it would be her destiny, she thought. She knew that from the time

What about "Living Colour Me Badd." They do an awesome version of boy band style cult of personality which

the best is KajaGooGoo Dolls. There Goes My Too Shy Hero

Toro is a fan of vampire fiction since his childhood in Mexico.

As he lay on his hospice bed, death fast approaching. A religious councilor came to try and comfort him. She spoke for a while and he said "Hush! God can wait. Paul Harveys on."

His hair line fascinated her. She was nine inches taller than him and his hair transplant job was as obvious as a row of telephone poles crossing a flat barren desert. Neat spots

The Charmeleon yawned, his feet dragging as he stumbled out from his rocky den. The sun had already climbed over the mountain's peak by now; the lizard had slept very late indeed.

The machine sat silent in the centre of the room, its blades and hammers glistening in the dim light. Bill stared at the large button marked "Do not press." His eyebrow twitched.

Opening the book, I saw a piece of paper flutter to the ground. It was the odd, but familiar, markings that caught my eye. I reached down and picked it up. Sure enough, it was