Churning out worries like butter. Makes the batter tastes strange.

it was time for some affirmative action to reninstate gender balance on the whole sacrifice-the-virigin-to-the-gorilla social more. The social justice warriors tied the groom to a

They were gone, all of them. I came home, and they were gone.

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Phillip Perry and Ray Fitzgerald were teammates on the hazelwood west basketball team

As a young sailor of little means, I dove with a full tank to visit the Octopus' Used Sub lot. He had just the thing, a sweet yellow number driven by a little old lady from Jamaica

I took a class called 'Creative Writing' and had no idea what to expect. One day,

The broble is the book that talks about important things like brosus. If you are a broliever you believe in the bro-code, and you believe in broven and broll. If u r a brothiest

Sneezing again. This head cold just would NOT go away. But maybe, just maybe I can find some kobold minions that aren't TOO stupid, to search out ingredients to a legendary remedy

Listen up! The sarge says 95 percent of us are not coming back. So, to those of you who make it. Kill as many of those zombie bastards as you can! To the rest of you, sayonara.

There it was again. Thud-thud. Thud-thud. A steady two beat rhythm. Like a giant heartbeat, or the drumbeat of an encroaching army, marching just out of sight, but heard for miles.

تجمّعت الحيوانات في الغابة مقابل شجرة البلّوط العتيقة بناءاً على استدعاء البومة لهم جميعاً، اصطفّوا بهدوء و انتظام متنظرين حضورها، و التي كانت أقدر حيوانات الغاب و أكثرهم حكمة،

The first time near death experience was in a hospital that was greyer than tombs but shinier than the morning star. You will never forget this, she said, carving out my belly,

john, a good looking guy, is walking in a forest. he sees little red hood. her favorite color is red. she likes to bake cookies for her grandmother.

I enjoyed working with numbers because numbers made sense. They were logical--unlike people, who were more like abstract art in which you could only guess the artist's true motive.

She wore flowers in her hair, on her dress and elsewhere. She smiled and gave me a wave and I

His strained eyes jumped from the blinking cursor of the dulling screen to the bobblehead at the front of the room wading left and right, back and forth through the stale air.

I lost another one. Between when it lit & when I realized that I had passed it on the river & then completely forgot it all together, were mere seconds but aeons in transgressions.

We had the kind of close friendship, Joey and I, that went without words. So, when I turned up at his door with corpse sticking out of the boot, he immediately knew

Dexter's vision shook violently as his lie detection powers activated and Cera's words echoed in his brain. "Miraculously we escaped with our lives." Dexter's throat went icy cold.