When you eat too many Fudgesicles in the summertime, your shorts get tight. When you wear tight shorts, you can't decide if you feel sexy or portly. When you're indecisive, you

A samon hue and bird chorus announced the day is come, as I blinked to clear the sleep. Dew wetted the tent flap as my queitly unzipped it, yet still I startled the camp visitor

"Remember when mom thought my stash really was oregano and made Chicken Parmesan with it? I can't believe the minister kept snorting that milk through his nose. And who knew

It's a well covered-up fact that the black part of the eye is actually a small hole into the skull. Most people incorrectly think it's something called the "pupil". In actuality,

He slowly took off his wig and then even more slowly, his false eyelashes. Gosh it hurt so he tried yanking it off and then he started screaming cos his original eyelashes came off

When Frankie drew a picture of a little red train, and said when he grew up, he wanted to be an engineer who drove trains backwards, his mother smiled but inwardly rolled her eyes

"If you derail this fold, Santa Claus dies." Gun pointed at Santa, I had gotten desperate. If saving FoldStory from derailed narratives meant destroying Christmas, then so be it.

Amidst the tobacco mist I could identify that unforgettable silhouette. Finding here wasn't hard. She needed no light to shine. But those black eyes...little was known about

The mountain surrounded her. Protected by thick steel doors and solid rock, she pushed a red button. It hadn't been done since 1945. The president had just ordered a

I sent my eyes into the hills to search the dark places; to see the dark places. My eyes returned with good report.

We dry-suited off the coast of Duluth. The wreck was down deep so we had limited time. I prayed I wouldn't get the nitrogen narcosis. We hit the flares and went to the hatch.

All love stories are ghost stories.

Everyone's heard of Mother Goose, but no one's heard of Mother Bruce.

I sat in class. Mindlessly typing. Trying my best just to get through the assignments without throwing a computer out the window. Technology just has never been my thing.

The classroom was buzzing with rowdy, sweaty children. I couldn't even hear myself think.

"Firebrand chili will put hair on your chest, and a hole in your duodenum, said the sign outside." "Well, spoon me a bowl. Maybe it'll put hair on my bald pate too." said

Agra had an interesting part-time job. He worked at a casino at the downtrodden part of town. It functioned like an ordinary casino but the customers were unique, to say the least.

One early morning Sally woke up to go to work, but her car wouldn't start because the motor blew. What was Sally to do? She decided to go car shopping what do you think she bought?

By then the dull, scrapping noise had faded, but he wasn't any calmer for it. The noise still lived in his mind. He knew he had to press onward, though. They were counting on him.

"Is she dead mommy?" the cat was laying on the floor lifeless. But how can you tell a three year old that her cat she had for two days died. She poked the cat and asked again