He passed the object over the glass case. "So what can you give me for it?" The pawn broker put on a loop and peered down. "Well, in this condition, I would need an appraisal."

A Poem About My Mother - Humble,sweet,but often dreary/My mother is a soulless fairy/Beneath her lips,color of cherry/Three blackened teeth,a tongue so hairy/

I am Maurice Devulier, the Indiana Jones of perfumes. I hunt smells. The more exotic the better. I've staked out a kakapo mating arena. My object is the smell of a male kakapo.

You dont perplex cerebral cortexes of both sexes. You just drive a Lexus and flex your pecs at ladies and gents. But thats only my two cents. My opinion wont leave a dent. Only if

Lenny Takes Over the World for the 463rd Time (MLG story) Once upon a time, for the 463rd time, Lenny decided to take over the world again. Yeah, again. With a time machine.

Scruntchnugget, Jacob Nealy's pothead cat was central part of his plan to break out of the Big Bone Lick Correctional Facility. Scrunchnugget was supposed to hide in Santas

Flying through the air , is the best feeling in the world i mean what can compare to it? Besides eat a peanut-butter and jelly sandwhich but other than that i can fly all day and

2:25 pm, 10/21/12, the day the Earth was destroyed. For all our fears of alien invasions, asteroid impacts, and supervolcanoes, it was the lowly Sea Monkey that brought about the

Two young CIA agents were prepping for their first mission. While they were getting ready, the director came to see them in the armory and assign code names.

"I love you both," May uttered, and flushed a little when both of her darling husbands (as in love with each other as with her) hugged her and assured her of the same. True love!

Khaldoun the Forked wiped rice grains and curry from his great bushy beard.

"You know when you like do that thing where you like say that thing that's like-- You know like... You know?"

D.I. Hathaway met Jenko and Schmidt at Heathrow. "This new drug called 'Bard Time' cropped up at Exeter. We don't want it getting round the quads." Jenko liked Hathaway. They had a

follow if u cry everytim x

Jezikara of Mars appraised Rasputin with all her senses as the bearded freak stared at her. "I thought that thing was pickled in a jar on Old Earth." She reserved her Martian Sugar

I'm wondering if we could write an entire FS in which every character speaks only in questions or in which every sentence ends with a question...it's not impossible, right?

Happiness is making blueberry flap jacks on a Sunday morning.

Scuse me while I kiss this guy.

I leant on a pillar in aisle 6 reading the nutritional information on a Trader Joe's Belgian Chocolate Pudding. Apparently 'No Belgians were harmed in producing this pudding'. But

I had a thing for fat Japanese girls. I also had a thing for antique pistols from the Civil War. I never thought that my two loves would coincide when I decided to