Niamh was sitting in a bookshop in Islington waiting for her son to choose something when she saw the celebrity, Newt Long slip a copy of 'Why Men Marry Bitches' under his jacket!

In the tabletop landscape that is the Midwest there are slumbering giants. Grain Silos. The Crop Circles of Wenona were a sign. Seamus was a watcher. He dusted crops by day,

The Witch of the hill!

The evening skies were beautiful with its tint of red and yellow, it reminded him of the times he had with his now deceased wife "heh...those were the good days."

One boring day in English 101 class. I decieded to take a small nap, due to the lack of sleep. Right when I fell alseep the teacher,

I dusted off my Wii, content to play it. I pulled out the only game I owned, unplayed for years, the game was Super Mario Galaxy. I remember all the times that I would

Smell this. Now smell that. Now, get a load of this. What he was holding was unspeakable. Unholy, and fowl. He wafted its atrocious smell towards me with a white gloved hand.

To be listed in the Financial Times annual ranking of the percent of executive bonuses given to charity Mr Pigley would have to dig deep. Last year some top execs gave 0.01% of the

I was woken up by my fiance, a look of panic on my face. He led me outside and pointed at the sky. I looked up to see that the earth had somehow acquired a second moon. It looked

"What's up, Searching Dog?" He turned his yellow eyes on me. I didn't know how to talk to him any more. We used to have beer and burgers on the back deck, but now

After sitting on the bench, joe finally decided to get up and walk on the walkway. After doing this, and interesting thought popped into his head, so he stopped and pndered...

"Awesome dude! We found your toe! You'll be famous. We'll put the vid on youtube & send your toe to Dawson City." "I want my toe back." "No way, Finder's keepers. You can drink it!

There she was. Wentl. A perfect little O of green fur, her tail wrapped demurely around her pink, scaly nose. Dgorf didn't want to wake her, so he

It was talked about for years, and it was finally done. The HR Red Flag statue. It stood on Nate's desk proudly & I think he enjoyed the attention. We knew better. We knew it

I scream, as for the thousandth time in the past 3 months I see Jake get killed. This time he gets shot in the head. I wish it would stop. I have seen him die too many ways. I miss

A black dress. A white hat. Black shoes. A white cat. She lost her color vision and only had the ability to see in black and white now. She was always left curious and isolated.

Once upon a time while attending GSU, I was having the time of my life in Reading 4232 class and I noticed that my cell phone kept vibrating out of it's mind. So I decided to

He lived life in the fast lane. He always got into trouble. By far, his most interesting event was when

BLOG ENTRY 1984.05.20,13:00: Victory cigs sux. Love is war? LOL. Thought popo 2+NG. Big Bro BFF? Not! :)

Red wine,red roses,red lipstick and a fresh layer of red paint in the bedroom walls.