"Put the bazooka down nice and slow, Mr. Zombie." Zombie Bob didn't seem to have hear because he continued to

"How do you do?" Enquired Mr. Wallace. "How do you do?" Replied Sir P. Mustard. Wallace's eyes were confused. This was awkward. These british greetings

The press called it the Fairy Tale Murder. “The Turnip” had similarities to the death of a root vegetable farmer found in a bag in a tree with an Encyclopedia page in his mouth.

To honor hard working Canadians, we will drop the gas price to what it was 20 years ago and force them to eat their underwear when the realize we increased the price of food to obs

Todo comenzó cuando regresé a la ciudad

Red Riding Hood awakened from the attack feeling strange. She felt her teeth--fangs. She looked in the mirror--no reflection. Then the wolf knocked at the door

The crow said, "Get rid of your copier!" And flew off. Tammy finished her Tiger Tail. She looked around the office. Had anyone seen that crow? Heard it? Andy was

10 Nights in Istanbul. Night 1: slept on the street with a pack of friendly dogs near Galata Tower. Hotel had burned down...electric blanket fire...and i didn't know where to go.

Scrubsassin was cruisin down the dirt road of Southern Indiana. He saw some sweet kneepads and took them. Then he turned the corner and saw rogues. Needless to say he got rekt.

She didn't know much about science fiction. She'd read too many romance novels. But when she lay in bed that night, bodice-ripper in hand, she could have sword she'd stepped out

After many lives of vile deeds he was finally reborn as a worm.Ah..The life of a worm! (S)he wriggled out of a muddy hole onto the pavement & let the rain pelt his glistening skin

Larry Potter was Harry's twin brother who had been hidden because, well he was a total loser. Everything Harry had, Larry did not. He was raised by a circus clown named Bugle

Driving along the Reese-Hershey Highway beneath the Peanut-Buttercup Mountains, Willy and Charlie began their adventure leaving the chocolate factory in the hands of Oompa-Loompas.

The ghost of Ben Franklin appeared above my bed last night. He merely stared at me and pointed his long boney finger at me. In the morning I found a note upon which was written

Beaver one, beaver all; Let's all do the beaver crawl. Beaver two, beaver three; let's all climb the beaver tree. Beaver four, beaver five; let's all do the beaver jive. Beaver s

Una historia no contada es una historia por contar....cuando era niña mi pasatiempo era salir al jardín y sentarme sobre el césped a imaginar cosas...cualquier cosa...

I ran, sweat pouring out of all my pores and above the sounds of my gasps for air I could hear the howling cries of the dogs. It occurred to me I had to make some effort to disguis

Rain again. It seems like every time we get ready to really start summer, the rain comes in and wrecks it. I've been waiting two weeks, ever since school ended, to just

"Oh no. That's bad!" Sharon thought. Infront of her lay a letter from Harvard which had been adressed to her daughter Caroline. Caroline is a lively and happy 12 year old, who...

Where those..............Chickens?! At least, that was my mind's attempt of labeling what I saw. They did look like the egg-laying type and had all the necessary bird features. Wh