This is my Historia De Un Amor. My name's Hasselhoff - David Hasselhoff and my story is the same as yours but different. It began one steaming night in Old Tunis. The dark eyed

About that pod the CW network uses to grow the cast members for its TV series,

When you live on a farm, every passing car's a big deal, but this car was even more so. We could smell the land developer stench a half mile away. Protocol for these types mandated

It creeps me out: self driving cars are on our roads. Is this legal? I mean, what happens the first time one causes a crash where someone gets hurt? Who's responsible?

I suddenly had an unexplainable craving for

"Thee-ate-er." That's how Billy Joe Greenbob said it when I took him to a Broadway show in NYC. Country boy in the big city. I think that's the day I fell in love with him.

A misterious bright object was spotted on the surface of the Moon. It was moving slowly and often changed the direction. The day after, it was in all the newspapers - all over the

"One more hour, then I can get out of here." He whispered as he checked his watch. Only one of the doors was closed. He could hear something in his office.

Kate sat with her boyfriend, about to meet his parents at a ritzy outdoor restaurant. "I'm only dating him because I'm bored.That's it!" She gets up and

If you ask me, the most nefarious type of pasta is

Whatever Mum’s saying’s drowned out by the grimy roar of the bus pulling away, revealing a pub called The Rabid Fox. The sign shows three beagles cornering a fox. They’re about to

Sarah was excited to finally go on her very first date. She had met a man online and they had immediately clicked. Now they would meet at a local cafe. But Sarah had a dark secret.

"When I crowd-sourced my study to count female snail penises I had no idea it would go viral, Beth". "Dr. Smoot, the largest number of snail penises were found in the White House G

I just tried to type Wanda & it's been ipad autocorrected to Wandanventham. Is Apple trying to mess with my head?

To kill. It's great. I prefer slicing. Slowly. Fast. How ever the fuck they deserve it. Or how ever the fuck I feel like it. Welcome to the mind of a serial killer.

The turtle just sat there and stared at him. Two could play at this game. If this bastard wasn't going to blink then the turtle sure as hell would not blink. Stare down.

The paper airplane was set in flight on Sunday, July 17th at 8:45pm. It contained the first line of this folding story. Viktor stood on the shore of Lake Opeka and wished it well.

When he suggested I should run for office, I laughed. Then I considered it. After all

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

Agnes Faulks laid her dingo to rest on the Salisbury Plain. It was just a dingo, unspecial to most, but it was her dingo and he knew her name. Their private moment was interrupted