Jeremiah was stunned. Here he was, drinking his coffee and reading the morning paper, when his wife has the audacity to tase him. Sliding to the floor as his cup shattered, he..

"Nothing like this ever ends well," she said, holding onto my arm. I squeezed her hand. "Maybe this will be different," I answered, but I knew

Opening the book, I saw a piece of paper flutter to the ground. It was the odd, but familiar, markings that caught my eye. I reached down and picked it up. Sure enough, it was

The server logs confirmed that the file had been downloaded from his IP address and using his ID, but he denied any involvement. I thought about '24' as I called the boss to

Belated birthdays were his way of saying that he liked you, but passive aggressively wasn't really interested in carrying the friendship forward to the next birthday. Also, farting

Static had enveloped him. Though in a room full of his peers, all he heard was silence. He was staring... staring at the furry menace attached to one of them. It was too late

Left Munich at 8.35 p.m. on 1st May, arriving at Vienna early next morning; should have arrived at 6.46, but train was an hour late. Buda-Pesth seems a wonderful place, from the

This story will end after 10 lines. OK, Now what? Who's going to tell me what to write next? Why did my teacher have to require me sing up for this humiliation? I can Sign a Check!

"It's our newest size, the Trenta!" the Starbucks barrista said with a flourish as he displayed the cup. Old news, I thought. I read my BoingBoing and heard about it last week.

Giant yellow letters surrounded in an angry red circle reflected onto his face, distorting his intent with a hateful hue. He'd meant for the look to be humorously scornful, but

Luigi stood over Mario's bloody body. No longer would Luigi take a backseat to his portly brother. Now he had to hide the the body and the evidence. All of a sudden Wario walked in

Before helga met Pierre, she had been content to tend her Holsteins in Alpine Meadows. But when the bereted Frenchman walked into her meadow, everything changed.

"Shirley, you can't be serious" he told Shirley. "I am serious, but..." Shirley paused. "I got nothing." He laughed and kissed her full on the mouth. She grabbed the riding crop

I'd had a pretty good life scamming rich lonely widows at their estate sales. Things took a turn for the worse when I met that grey panther Ethel Mitallenwasser.

Today was the day. Today, I was going to be able to prove myself to everyone in the village. Always mocking me, Tim was going to learn today, who I am, and why one should not mess

The barbells were cluttered across the floor like tiny monuments to the death of his physique. Once upon a time he'd been hot as hell. Women's fingers played across his rippling ab

Mac wiped the crusty mucus off his eyes and rolled himself out of bed, falling on a pile of empty cups and used undergarments. "What a hellhole", he muttered to himself, tiptoeing

Three megs of code DAMN. What ever happened to the time when we took pride in writing a program in just one line of code that didn't crash and had all the commands needed to do the

The guitar was used to communicate with the other spy. The location of debriefing was the Guitar Center. He would come in and noodle "Hotel California," while the "cashier" trans

It was a dark and stormy night.