Johnson burst into the room, white-faced and panic-eyed. "The Pentagon's not llama-proof!" Someone stood, clutched their face, and screamed like a dying yak. General Specific

"Inges Inngh's Inn in IN." "Hello, Helga Helgesen here. Has Helfritz Helgesen had his Hops?

This was it. She finally invited me to her place. Oh she definitely piqued my curiosity. When she excused herself to slip into something more comfortable, I perused her bookshelf.

I met the clouds when Abdel took up to oud and Fatimah sang of the Arab Middle Kingdom. The Star of the East rose and many nights and sweet longing for love were reawakened.

Barry Manilow stole into my room last night at 3 a.m. At first I thought it was a dream, but when he crawled into my bed & began singing "Mandy," I knew something was up.

Is this house haunted or am i just crazy?

On a good day he felt tall. So tall that he could almost just reach the top; today was not that day. He realized what was going on; cheetos weren't doing it any more.

Eating an entire pound of pistachios all at once was a poor decision. Poorer yet was Bob's decision to eat the shells too, as evidenced by the scratch marks they left on his

Jarrow was only 23 when he chose to join the homeless wealthy. He went and lived wherever he pleased with his portagrid and pocket manifestor (years before the integrator). But whe

No one has ever been in an empty room

In Hungary, a museum finally opened to allow ponies in to see the Holy Right Hand of St. Stephen, a controversial and tremendous act done like none before.

"Of course the LGBT community doesn't exist," muttered Dan, adjusting his tinfoil hat. "It's all a government conspiracy." He poked me on the forehead. "So stop acting like you

All three of us crowded around the Ouija Board. The second, excited, asked "Hey, does using this make us necromancers?" "Nay, 'tis but marked plastic." Noted the fourth.

Now son do you have your license? You can only bag one. Here is my blade and be sure to tag the head. Watch out for those Jubjub birds and frumious Bandersnatch. Now go.

Scruntchnugget, Jacob Nealy's pothead cat was central part of his plan to break out of the Big Bone Lick Correctional Facility. Scrunchnugget was supposed to hide in Santas

Thirty years later and it still burns my butt that I didn't get the part of the Artful Dodger in that production of Oliver. Story of my life. Just a generic street urchin who

But, that was before I stared into the frozen blackness. Distance, depth it has no meaning there. No what really has meaning is when the blackness stares back. That night, the eyes

"I'm sorry, Mr and Mrs MacKenzie, but your child will always be a little outside of time, and nothing to be done about it. I'm a poet, too, you know, but there's no money in it."

"Opportunity, adventure, endless possibilities!" exclaimed Jacob the blue rabbit to

The storm railed against the house with thunder so loud, it was deafening. Then, it happened. The sky opened up and it swallowed me whole.