"Do you know why I hold this gun?" - "Snakes? Wild dogs?" - "No, YOU!"

The class sat frozen. No one in the writing workshop wanted to give notes. The fact that John LeCarre was a student had freaked the budding writer's out. But Ted was an idiot and

I rate myself a 10 out of 10 at

"Blasphemy!"

My Grandma had a tail and ate insects, my mother told me when I was six. I wondered why she wore the dresses she did and kept her own bee colonies. We never lacked honey.

The note on the door said "Folding Story Animal Support Group". I walked in and sat down. Beside me was Jeff, the goat of existential angst, beside him, Det. Manatee. To my left

That night was one I would remember forever. She looked so innocent yet creepy at the same time with her pale skin and bloodshot eyes. This was the first time I'd seen a ghost.

Most time-travelers have bad body odor. This is due to the fact that people smell like the cuisine of their society, but are unaware of their own stench. In 2329 rotten-egg tea

Randy thought long and hard about where to debut his streaking career. Football game, Queen's parade?, Golf tournament? Bicycle race? He finally settled on a billiards championship

Fred Flinstone went to lay his hands on Wilma once again. Finally, Barney stepped in and said,

Joseph dream that he would one day rule over his siblings and parents, but for the time being he had to be their slave. He was 13 after all, and what 13 year old doesn't feel like

John walked into a scary room and found a scary looking face.

Brian enjoyed pins and needles as much as the next man - but he didn't want them for breakfast EVERY day!

Once upon a time, there was a circle named Juliet.

Thinking that, if Popeye gained temporary super-strength from eating spinach, I might gain a superpower from ingesting a common vegetable, I began to eat nothing but lima beans for

I'd saved and saved and it was finally here: my interpretive sign for the center about How to Water a Tree. Most people think you can

We didn't think that our first contact with intelligent life from outer-space would be that dumb.

I looked up into the steely eyes of Dr. Hamm. "We're going to put you under now," he said softly. "Count backwards from 10...9...8...7.." When I opened my eyes again, I was shocked

Snish the fish likes to drink artwork for breakfast. His master, Morton McGubby, left him some fine acrylic works of...something...he found at local street fairs. Glass beads too.

The world is turning around in a loopy way at the moment so I won't lie down.Just write things down & admit I love you guys as much as one can love a bunch of strangers on a websit