He pursed his lips in the dark and let out a silent whistle. It was the moment Tim had been waiting for. Angela removed her T-shirt and two luminiscent Areola shook free.

"Stop!" I cried. "Please stop."

You could hear the blast twenty miles away.

"Butterfly in the sky? Ha, I can get twice as high." I thought to myself as I reached into my Bag-O-Drugs, randomly pulling out

Emily Post got arrested today.

I'm glad I met my friend Josiah Toast. He was clearly a shaman, even though he only had supreme skills in mundane card magic. It's not just that he provided cover for the rest of

Be yourself. It's never too late to change. It's no use crying over spilt milk. The squeaky wheel gets the grease. Respect your elders. Don't talk to strangers. Don't eat yellow

"You understand that this something I can't just Google, right?"

There are minor stresses at the fold lines, but through no fault of my own. I just tell it like it is. I can divide my life more or less into ten phases. I got over 'wonder' pretty

"I am pleased to report that your million-dollar grant did not go to waste. My team and I discovered that dolphins do indeed nap with one eye open." The board members started thro

I don't care what He says. When the computer voice is singing in Daft Punk's "Up All Night," it sounds like it's singing, "we'll rub a Mexican lucky."

A is for alligator. They are green, they like to live in Florida and sometimes they eat small dogs. If you rub their bellies, they get sleepy.

I was walking through the woods one day, and I came to a fork in my path. No signs signified which road led to where. One path was dark, with trees growing up on each side, clawing

'It's crying in my heart like it's raining on the town'

In the tabletop landscape that is the Midwest there are slumbering giants. Grain Silos. The Crop Circles of Wenona were a sign. Seamus was a watcher. He dusted crops by day,

Ug was tired of being the scapegoat for bad hunt magic & promised Thag two bear skins & a nearly new flint arrow head to kill the Shaman. "Thag gonna tell Shaman if you don't give

He crept down into the feared basement. He felt something... Or was it his imagination? What was that!? Shivers went down his spine as he turned and saw the most frightening thing:

There she was, just a-walking down the street, singing, "Do wa diddy, diddy dum, diddy do." Snapping her fingers, and stomping her feet, singing,

She was wearing blue cotton stockings. They stretched tight over her knees so I could see the skin beneath. When she crossed her legs, they made a slight scratching sound.

I awoke bolt upright. After last night's bender, I thought I would wake up in my bed (or someone else's.) Instead, I was in front of my laptop, my hands pressed to the keyboard.