I am so over it. First the telephone poles and electric wires...now it's the drones and the lasers, what will be next

"He got it from BREAD and it like, ate his face!" "Oh shut up, your stories never make any sense." She felt terrible as her friend scolded her but she kept staring at the bread...

hey my name is Jeff. i wanted to have a friend that was def. I was walking down the street and i found a...

Life is like a box of chocolates. You will be radomly picked up by forces beyond your control at any moment and eaten. This is how I lived my life every day. I hate Mr. Gump.

The day was gloomy ,the sky was dark. I looked as if it was going to blizzarding any minute

John's boss leant over his desk. "Excuse me," he said, "why have you got a tampon in your ear." John sat up proudly. "It's a symbol of my radical feminism & a statement of solidari

But Bond never hesitated when it came to women. He kissed her deeply. She resisted. "We could go somewhere private." He smiled. She said, "You're my father James, I've been

Leyendas Argentinas

"You got me so fired up angry. I ain't gonna wait for no jury! You've committed a crime so evil, so downright hayness. It's my duty to wipe you off the face o' the Earth without

At 11;47 am on a Tuesday, all the mimes in the world stopped in their tracks and began to migrate to New Zealand. Thousands drowned on the sea-leg of their journey, puddles of

even after 12 years she can still see in her mind, a man beating and stabbing her mother over and over as she was forced to watch from her mothers closet were she hid for her life.

john, a good looking guy, is walking in a forest. he sees little red hood. her favorite color is red. she likes to bake cookies for her grandmother.

Ancient stores selling rare antiquities lit up the Main Street of Chinatown as Jack-o-lanterns were lit up one by one by the guardians protecting

Once upon a time there was a teacher

I took a class called 'Creative Writing' and had no idea what to expect. One day,

Zombies, Mummies, Nosferatu ... of all the slow moving monsters, the Weresloth was the slowest. He'd hang from a branch camouflaged with moss waiting for the smell of his prey

"...and that's how you do the Hamster Dance!" I proclaimed, an awkward smile on my face as I faced the angry crowd. I was never allowed to DJ for my friend's parties again.

Nowadays everybody wanna talk, like they got something to say. But nothin' comes out when they move their lips! Just a bunch of jibberish. Motha****as act like they forgot about

there once was a boy who liked to eat

Shrieking, the banshee closed in on the Irish pub.