The moon is down.

Pooling their money together, Wexler's Army realized they could just afford movie tickets for only 3 of the 6 of them. What good was their make-believe if there was no real loot

The Kolians manipulated defects in the metallic hydrogen core of their planet for computation. All data of their civilization flows to the core which I believe Captain is sentient.

Why me? How could this happen? I paid my taxes. Went to church. Filled out my timesheets properly. Stuck to a sensible diet. I played by all the rules but I guess that just wasn't

Ned was a country hobo and slept on a bed of thistledown, woke to the morning lark's song, washed in a mountain stream, and begged for handouts from the forest fauna.

I postponed reaching maturity by thirty years—the expectation far outweighed the consequence—and, afterwards, I still felt so intolerably lacking. “If you don’t grow up, “Mother

Hello. It's me. Your computer. Let's have a little chat, shall we? You know how you're always sniveling and whining and mashing my keyboard when I slow down? Well why don't you try

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'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

Every couplet in a different target language in repeating pattern dependant on target field. EXAMPLE: Target Field=8 Divided by Spa, Fre, Ger, Ita, etc. message X 8 =| new machin

So I was bored one day and decided to see how many gerbils I could indeed stuff into

I knew I had to dial for emergency services, but I had a cat on my lap and he was just so comfortable...

Would you like to swing on a star? Carry moonbeams home in a jar? And be better off than you are? Or would you rather be a

I am a beautiful sphere of pure white light and everyone else is a bunch of total and complete bastards.

As the night before Finals dragged on like a bleeding slab of roadkill, free-college-essays.com started to look more and more appealing.

Okay you little rags in the dirt. Listen up because I won't repeat myself:

I hear the seconds.The sound of the passing moments. one..two..three...thousand. why I can't sleep? Why these damn thoughts aren't finished? where are all the sheep? I'm hearing

I got a lot done today! Finished my butt gluing fixture. Moved the porch light (I was tired of the moths getting in the house every time I opened the door at night) the TODO list

"Our soup of the day is sour neck in a hyperglycemic broth. Any takers?" I grabbed my daughter and bolted. They should serve American food in Transylvania. Tourists deserve

I am VERY mad at you! What we're you thinking when you