But what the hell is he doing? I wonder.. By daylight you only ever see his shadow casted through the grimy windows.. By night the echoes filled the empty alley.. The pounding, the

It was late. Dale tucked in the prized members of his Beanie Babies collection and curled up on the floor. He wouldn't sleep in bed with them, not since the night he rolled onto

"I'm not an actor, but I play one on TV" said Dr. Mendacium. It was how he started his 1 hr infomercial "How to Confuse Others & Get Rich." By the end of the hour he'd hypnotised

It was a dark and stormy night; the rain fell in torrents... Strike that. It was a bright sunny day and the sun shone, having no alternative, on the nothing new...Doublestrike that

"Well I'll be damned" swore Mr. Fitzgerald, my high-school physics teacher. "There really are a multitude of angels dancing on the head of this pin."

"Atirei o pau no gato-to,mas o gato-to não morreu-reu-reu...".Beatrice listened to the other kids thinking what would the cat have done to deserve being targeted by a stick of wood

As President Obama waved at the cheering crowd, Mitt Romney's form seemed to bulge and melt. Suddenly, his face split open, revealing a toothed maw and six waving tentacles, aimed

"I love you." There was a heavily pregnant pause. The pause started having contractions as the receiver of this statement stuttered. "I, er," he coughed, searching for the

Having the reputation in college as "The Guy Who Eats A Lot Of Pizza" is not quite a feat, but it might be an accomplishment. My discarded crusts spilled over on my overdue work

"There's fold in them thar hills!" The whiskery stranger pointed west and scuttled away.

"Oh." She paused. Then, "I thought horticulture was the study of prostitutes." It was little moments like these that reminded me why I loved her so much.

I became suspicious that my schizophrenia had returned when I happened to glance in the bowl. Corn? I hadn't eaten corn in months. There was a hard knock at the door.

Once upon a time there was a 'Goldilocks' planet where everything was just right. Perfect. But some of the animals started to question things after a while. "Why

OK, OK, OK....so there you were, just standin' on your porch, right? About 8 or so? And then...Jeez, lady, calm DOWN and tell us... What happened after the stars fell on Alabama?

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

As a thick, depressing, fog suffocates a wooded valley, the rain and sleet beat down upon a desolate path.

The sun burned my back as I walked down the beach. It has been a long, hot day that took a lot out of me and I was ready to relax in the hotel pool.

He yanked the kid by the collar. He let black smoke billow from his tear ducts, "Do I look like I'm kidding?" Two Old Blue Hairs at the next table were staring at them.

I'd agreed to give up my independence to be a part of the historic Human Supercomputer project. Our brains were linked together in series and questions were fed into our cortex.

There was no way (NO WAY) I could walk away from the table down this big. I simply had to keep playing, any other option was unacceptable. Where was my cocktail?! The heat from the