At dusk in Crazy Woman, WY the drunks had gathered behind the Wash-o-Rama. Phil checked his watch then chugged the last of his wine. "Gotta go, guys, I've got better things to do."

“Why, you stuck up, half-witted, scruffy-looking Nerf herder!” The teach heard the insult, the young girl was a creative insulter. The boy in the vest did play with Nerf items so

Retired Inspector Lewis met his young friend at the Potato Bug Museum off Trafalgar Square. "I don't mean this snarkily, James, but should we call you Reverend Hathaway now?" James

"But I dare say my fellow, it was 7-11 pizza wasn't it? A sort of Carb-laden greasy circular slab of adipose generating pie, made by non-Italians and a heat lamp. Right old chap?"

I've been trapped on this planet for my entire life, without any hope of escaping and returning home, so there's no point in crying; it's time to acquiesce and to get a job.

...So anyway that was how we met and we've been together ever since." She hugged him and they nuzzled noses. "So, how did you two get together?" I slowly drank my ice water.

The Civil-verse was plagued with associated tourists. They self ported through the Master Press like worms in a carcass. My job was to give them a reason to go home.

Swollen tropical raindrops fell from Bozo's eyes onto the pavement as he was thrown to the ground and cuffed. His wig was askew, makeup smeared, but from the wet splatters arose

My friend Cynthia came up on a sweet stretch limo that'd had a small fire in the passenger compartment. She patched it up and rode around town in it, dominating the scene. Last

Hello Foldingstory reader! I m a Prince who one the lotterie at my home country in Nigeria! Howevr, do two my prestiege I m not abel too get my winnings out of country. You! may be

He was known variously as a deep thinker, a risk taker, a loser. The kinda guy to pass out on a sea cliff with an empty nitrous balloon in one hand & his underwear in the other.

Horrible, no good, dirty-rotten, son-of-a-biscuit

"GEORGE! George... Look at this. See, I crumple this piece of paper and toss at the waste basket. and see? it just disappears! in mid-air! Look, ham sandwich. Toss. Poof. Gone."

The dapper old man with white wispy hair and ruddy cheeks whistled cheerfully as he walked through the park, handing out handbills for

Clowns to the left of me, Jokers to right. Here I am stuck in the middle with you. When you started off with nothing & your proud your a self made man & your fans they all come

"FIRE!"I SHOUTED.HEARING THAT, MY NEIGHBOURS CAME TOWARDS MY HOUSE.BUT THERE WAS NO FIRE.HA HA HA I LAUGHED AT THEM. SEEING THAT, THEY STARTED SCOLDING ME IN BAD WORDS.I DONT CARE

I am Mother Nature, designer of all the things you see & all the things you are. For millions of years, Father Time & I have worked hand in hand to make the world a better place to

He sat slouched in the sofa with 1/2 a dozen cigarette butts ashed out on the coffee table not quite making it to the ashtray. An open bottle of bourbon with the cap lost in the

'This WC will continue to flush', stated the notice, boldly, 'for as long as the chain is held.'. "Really?" thought Spencer in amazement, and proceeded to hold the chain for the fo

Tiger Mountain -- China's top hacking squad -- surreptitiously infiltrated