Don't forget: What hieroglyph am I today? Don't forget. What hieroglyph am I today? Who gives a duck? Wrong season, wrong reason. And the others I already forgot. All of them la

listen, bruja, I think you're approaching all this wrong...how can he even dignify that with a response? ESPECIALLY him. We gotta go stealth.

As the door slammed shut behind him he knew there was no going back again, for a moment he gulped for air and got a sickening twist in his innards, but after he exhailed he felt

Why is it that every time I say the word "Alfalfa", everyone looks at me like I

I was sick of how smelly the monkeys were at the zoo, so I began a monkey laundering scheme. every night I would sneak in, borrow a few monkeys, take them home and launder them.

I pretended to pretend that I was pretending but I couldn't pretend that I could pretend that well. They all admitted that they had seen me in that state. Why no heads up? Friends

When I woke up, I was covered with goosebumps. The feeling was there, constant, but I couldn't remember how it happened. I was asleep when it started. After half a minute, it sta

Icy rain pelted the tin roof. Burke pulled the sheep skin rug up exposing her feet. Sure there wasn't much but it was shelter as long as it stood against the whistling wind

David coughed up dust and sand after tripping and falling face first into the foxhole. Whitman chuckled, "You can't run! When you run, you go from being the hunter to the hunted."

In conclusion, let me simply say, I never agreed to be ruled by these reptiles, regardless of their race, sex, party, or style of bullshit. Any resemblance between my prudential

"I like my friends alive, but thanks for asking,"

She pointed out the feathers, gags, & whips. Grandmama seemed to like those the most; she had a lot of them. She had her safe word tattooed on her lower back but we couldn't see it

The pretender king of the cats is outside making his case. The crowd is ominously quiet. The still before the storm? There are some whispers about a resistance movement being born.

I know it is custom for the husband to build the house after marriage but I can just build my own.

Working as a pizza delivery driver had never been a goal of mine. I'd wanted to be a ghost hunter. But tracking down the paranormal didn't put pizza on the table. But last night,

I thought about it again today. I tell myself it is always there. I don't need to entertain it. Like I have anything to entertain it. Here, have this ball of angst.

There's another me when I go to sleep and start to dream. I am then living in another Universe. I'm going to sleep to see what's happening to the other me.

Flying through the air , is the best feeling in the world i mean what can compare to it? Besides eat a peanut-butter and jelly sandwhich but other than that i can fly all day and

"We've created an infinite loop!," I shouted, "but don't worry! We'll be ok if we think about this function recursively, ok?" Behind us some more of the floor fell into the math

"It was a dark and stormy night," said the Cliché-voiced Narrator.