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

She looked down on her feet and let the tears fall down her cheeks. Emma was the typical girl who felt like shit and useless. Her mom made that clear to her.

My name is Katrina, and I'm destined to be a criminal. I was born and raised by criminals, and am the average screw-up. I'm fourteen and am already running from the law.

Tiny Bobby & Cindy continued their body tour down the abdomen & into the crotch. Here they met a little man. "Who're you?" "I'm the Scrotum Factotum!" The Scrotum Factotum told 'em

I look in the refrigerator and my chicken pot pie is gone. I am the only person living in this house, so naturally, I called the Ghost Hunters Crew to check this out. Surprisingly,

"Feather me this, feather me that. The feather weaver has got your back," the madman chuckled, his arms frollicking and his eyebrows dancing. There were feathers... everywhere.

A stoat, a parrot and a dog with a vest of fissile plutonium walked into a bar and ordered a drink. The stoat ordered a dry martini, shaken, not stirred; the parrot, a Zombie; and

while i was walking down the hill i decided to jump accross the street and say oh my gosh im so in love i foundly found

Leia was nervous. Yes, Han had seen her in a copper two-piece as Jabba's slave girl, but tonight, their wedding night, she couldn't help but feel a little ill at ease. What if he

It was a dark night when I was thinking in my room when a siren screamed, I looked out my window and everything was on fire.

I was sitting staring into space thinking about all the dead bees. Suddenly I made the decision to do something about it. I jumped up and pulled on my trousers. Pausing only to gra

Aurora,SleepingBeauty had guests for dinner.She told the castle's cook to prepare a feast fit for a king.Her guests were no-show and since she didn't want to waste all that food,

"So how was the zombie apocalypse?" My friend asked me. "There was gunfire everywhere, and the zombies were dropping like flies..." I replied, my eyes misting as I reminisced

"Bra Burners" was new on the gritty Hammond biker bar strip. They served tea, scones, crepe, and drinks with little paper parasols, Ethel, Getrude &Rosy's blue hair and buff

He was a fisherman and a liar, which is pretty redundant. But he also looked like a soldier from the civil war. He had that kind of boyish face with serial killer eyes and

I looked around me. I fought of the cold winter breeze with a warm, comforting coffee.

I peed in the pool. Shame enveloped me like sick jacuzzi jets. When Jason came up for air, I could see a little water got in his mouth and

Monday is the worst day of the week for a good reason. Tuesday follows it. All day Monday you sit and squirm in the horrific knowledge that tomorrow will eventually arrive. If you

This is a story about a simple man. A man with no real ambitions. No drives. Nothing notable about him. Just an average Joe who found himself in the most extraordinary of

"The concept of no-nations is difficult for a time-debter to comprehend." The Exhuman explained. My napalm shield had left me in a state of delirium.