Gloomy Gus made a fuss whenever his truss filled with pus. He took the bus

The tornado touched down on his car. He blacked out. When he woke up he was in a giant cave. Glistening rocks moved around him. Something slimy oozed across his windshield.

All of the creativity just drained out of my head. Like it had been sucked out with a Kirby vacuum cleaner by a salesman who wasn't going to leave the house until he'd sold that

Drama happens everyday. Today,

One day along time ago there was a town where all of the smurf's lived along happily. Then one day a really big, mean green monster attacked. The smurf's were terrorized. They were

An old saggy hag was running through the street naked as can be running into a stop sign with a draft causing her breasts to smack her in the face.

The dog was licking his foot again. Earlier that year he'd seen that some dogs could detect cancer, or seizures and would lick the offending part. While he debated, his dog peed

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it was a sunny summer day the air was hot, the water was freezing at the beach everyone was playing and having a good time, the kid were lining up to get ice cream until.

A man in his mid-thirties sat in a booth near the back of the place, cursing at his three year-old daughter as if she were a lieutenant in his army. She stared at him for a moment

Mary never liked me. She always thought me off-putting. I never quite understood. While I admit I

Though his birth name was Herbert, the neighborhood kids had turned to calling him "Old and Crusty" - A name he likely deserved from his habit of

one day attack dogs attacked me...

They said the car was haunted, and I believed it was. Not by phantoms but by memories. Scents, textures, the sound of denim on leather. Stimuli passed down by

In one fluid motion I pushed myself onto my feet, spun back around and continued my run into my house, up the stairs and into my room. Without turning on the light, I grabbed the

Nothing got her hotter than the wild eyes, the tangled hair, the incoherent babbling. For she was a mad scientist groupie. Actually, they prefer to be called "eccentric" scientists

There was this kid who was running away from the school. Nobody could catch him, he was too fat. As everybody clenched for air running after him, the said, STOP! YOU MUST

The traitor stood with a match dangling precariously from his finger. The fumes from the gasoline were flaring up around it, marking the saturation building in the room.

Kit turned his head in exasperation and stared at his daughter, centering himself. The tattoo on his neck made him seem more pathetic than before. It was one of those ridiculous

Here I am, tied to the journey of a musical instrument through the ages and across continents, transcending spatial and temporal dimensions, a mere sub-plot, interwoven with the