El Gran Bigote sat perched atop the gargoyle on the side of the building, busy scanning the streets below for those up to no good, his luxurious, black mustache billowing behind

She was tall, blonde, and beautiful. No one knew her real name. She was simply known as "Boochie." Cool and intelligent, Boochie was called upon often by the CIA to pose as a

Carbuncle, Cumberbund and Cumberbatch, it is all so confusing....

"...and, I have a major, major novel that is being published this year, it will be widely available everywhere on digital platforms, so I have that going for me."

No doctor it is not the infection I am worried about, its the vertigo and sporadic bouts of levitation.

"Ack! Save... yourselves," the cavalryman pled as he coughed up blood. "Oh no, he has bronchitis," said the sage, ignoring the cavalryman's case of "throat sword." Further tests

I was walking through a street. A somewhat faint aroma of Sunny Delights was in the air. Strangely, I was strongly attached to the smell.

Are you going to Scarborough Fair? Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme. Remember me to one who lives there. She once was a true love of mine.

when i was sleeping while i saw a ghost with blood stained in it"s mouth and was coming towards me with a hamburger with bloody worms and venom of snakes in the burger, i woke up..

You're a rich girl, and you've gone too far, 'Cause you know it don't matter anyway.

Brian enjoyed pins and needles as much as the next man - but he didn't want them for breakfast EVERY day!

The ninja killed him, slashing brutally across his chest. He had no chance. The samurai guardsmen came running, yelling "Intruder in the castle!" but it was too late, he was gone.

The wedding invite said, "Bring a suit." So what if mine was bright canary hazmat with a gas-mask helmet! I was on time!

"When I asked you to kiss behind the ears, this is not what I meant!" Julie shrieked as she batted down the corn husk and stomped away. Women! You can't live with 'em, you can't

It was about half past three in the morning. I sat in a small diner watching cars drive by outside. I noticed one or two other people looking at me, no doubt enticed by my scars.

"I don't know, I just hate how Apple has sort of, become cool." The squirrel stared at the cat. The cat said, "What's wrong with cool?" The squirrel twitched, "Nerds aren't suppose

"Give us 200 or 000!" he chanted, holding a sign that said "Need 20 More". "Dude, you're an idiot," someone else told him. "Just learn to abbreviate your posts. It's not difficu

The bird speaks. Or does it? I had always questioned my mental health in the coming years but today my psychiatrist told me that everything was fine. I was starting to doubt her...

It wasn't usual for Jacob to leave the house at two in the morning and stroll down the street and hop on a bus out of town, but that's exactly what he did.

"Well isn't that FANTASTIC!?" I asked Johann sarcastically. He gave me the look that he wanted me to shut up. I was ruining his interview. This was he shot at being GREAT!