"F*CKINSH*T-EATINGA-HOLE! WHAT THE F*CK ARE YOU DOING?!" my inner self screamed as I calmly wiped my hands on the linen napkin. "Anyone want dessert?" I asked politely, then turned

Once upon a time there was a small pixie called Delphine. She was sad because she had no peanuts. Her pet beetle, O'Flagherty, set off to steal some from the Peanut Dragon in its

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Hold up, wait a minute let me puts some pimping in it. the party don't stop till 8 in the morning!!

As I pulled the lever underneath the washing machine, a bright purple slide opened beneath. I screamed with joy as the the tunnel twisted and turned. At the bottom there was a sign

I am a beetle.

The explorer blankly gazed at his compass. Only three days left. All of his crew were screaming behind him because they had reached their final test on this voyage: a

"OH YEEEEESSSS!" said the portly Comic Con fan, as he approached a hairy Princess Leah look-alike. "I've got them moob's like Jabba... you wanna touch my belly?"

"WARNING: world catastrophe imminent, please proceed to the nearest space elevator and follow directions from there!" The message blared down the empty streets, papers fluttering

I was walking down the road singing a scary song.And suddenly,i stopped hearing someone singing a more scariest song in a loud and scary tone.When i turn back,i saw a skeleton....

What if, at the end of December, no matter how many prayers you said or virgins you sacrificed or spirits you appeased, the nights got stuck & never got any longer?

15 out of a hundred wooden spoons

Doug Johnson. 4339 Arcadia Way. Objective: Senior-level marketing executive position with 100% client retention. Skills: Power tools, Office suite (staplers, etc.), Use of ATVs,

The Large welch died when his beady eyes peered into the

As I laid in bed all I could hear was a loud creaking noise as if someone was walking on hard wood floors, thing is my house is tiled completely.

THIS IS THE LAST STORY EVER ALLOWED TO BE POSTED ON THIS SITE. Yes, the proud site is ceasing operations to make way for Stephanie Meyer's personal blog. That's the cold hard truth

My son finished raking leaves into a big pile & then abandoned it, explaining the bogey man under there swallowed his football. I smiled inside but the next day my car was missing

La participación política ....una responsabilidad de quién? Había una vez un ciudadano a quién muy poco le interesaba participar.....

It was supposed to be a "camping trip". Oh sure, roast a marshmallow, take a leak on a tree, sleep with the moon as your nightlight. Great, grand, wonderful. But

Once upon a time, there lived an old woman and 10 dogs.