There was a marine biologist studying the deep sea canyon in the Montery Bay. The caynon is so deep that the sun light does not reach the bottom. In the canyon lives many animals.

My life is basically like Boogie Nights meets Blow. Throw in some Scarface and a dash of Mrs. Doubtfire and you'd have it nailed. Most people call me Ricky, but you can call me Bob

As we developed our technology, we realized that our cosmic cousins might not travel in ships, or even emanations, projections or notions, but might just abide in the pluripotence,

Come closer now. Only you can hear the houses sleeping in the streets in the slow deep salt and silent black, bandaged night.

Niamh was sitting in a bookshop in Islington waiting for her son to choose something when she saw the celebrity, Newt Long slip a copy of 'Why Men Marry Bitches' under his jacket!

Dr. Chillbot thought about brushing his teeth. The thought exhausted him. Instead he swished beer around in his mouth. Would he go into work today?

She was known as "Air Borden." She earned this nickname because of her incredible wood chopping skills. She swung the heavy ax like it was "air." Hard woods exploded into the "air.

It was when the Chaos Club made the impending impact public that I decided Raymond and his crew weren't coming on the Arc. Without the extra weight, we could arrive on Mars before

George woke to the sound of drumming. Not birdsong, like most mornings, or even a bustling band of cyclists parading down the street at 6 AM. He pulled back the drapes and saw

Hold onto your seats, because I have some paradigm shifting research to report: mice in the wild voluntarily run in hamster wheels! You all realize what these means don't you?

Trampoline boots! Everybody! Trampoline boots! You know you want them! Trampoline Boots! All the cool kids got 'em! Tramp- Tramp- Tramp- TRAMPOLINE BOOTS!

Higgins wrote a book about this; it said 'those that do nothing shan't be allowed to partay'. My friend was an idiot. It was 2050 and books were definitely no longer relevant in

Say Seniorita, are we walking down the street on the very same day? Let's get together and call ourselves an institute. We'll call it the Institute for the Preservation of

"I always have a sweet feeling of you, Izumi-kun. If possible, let us start a romantic relationship!" Upon hearing the words from this cute girl, Kana, my head starts to be dizzy.

He woke up naked, and cold. He was tied to a light post, with a sign hung around his neck, written with long, twisted and strange letters. People around him passed, paying no atten

Sitting in class, wondering what to do, I decided to

The alluring appeal of alliteration rendered Ed's eulogy effectively illiterate. The congregation cringed as Ed began: "Bob began banging busty Broadway broads before beginning big

... and that is why they are called Macaws." The zoo lady smiled brightly in her safari khakis. "Now, any more questions? Yes?" A grizzled man slowly raised his hand. He coughed,

close it back quietly, not to disturb the owner's house and he qickly turn around and sees a dog barking so loud that the house owner is awaken from the sleep.

The waiter was talking to me very fast in Catalan. I said something to him in what could have been Italian which is how I ended up with a bottle of alcohol free lager. The vagaries