Hace muchos muchos años en un pueblo muy lejano de aquí vivía una chica extremamente guapa. Tenía mucho tiempo libre porque sus padres eran muy ricos y ella no tenía que trabajar.

Spandarg pulsed his lemons. He loved to pulse the lemons. Loved it like a man loves his ghost. He pulsed them until they could take no more, and then he

Look at this piece of wood! he thundered. And it threw a fleshly-cut tree trunk dangerously close to my feet. I stammered, drooping the ax. Umm, mister Ent... the story is not that

Peter donned his purple wig and purple glasses, headed to the purple factory to help make purple mattresses for the Purple family of which he was the youngest. Peter Plum Purple II

As I hopped across the creek, I noticed a strange metal hatch in the ground. I cautiously approached it, and

hi every one ! ONCE UPON A TIME.... There was a french boy named Liam who had 18 years old and he liked a lot travelling and practising sport.

"I have in my hand The Last Burrito." He paused for effect as he displayed it to the TEDx audience. "This, ladies and gentleman, is The Burrito of the Eschaton." They gasped and st

Here I am again following him on a sunday morning. As he goes down the street wind blows his long curly hair. He turns right on the White River Avenue and sees Bob, they enter....

Once upon a time there was a nyan cat that farted rainbows which destroyed earth little by little and 1 day the president says "enough is enough, he has destroyed the white house".

You shuddered at Goom in the past. But now GOOGAM son of GOOM will thrill you as never before!

The mousies get eaten by the fishies when the moon turns turquise, thus meaning the surfing Ferrari will go on display in 2017 at burping park.

I dropped down onto my knees when I've finally discovered that he threw our history away and treated as if it never happened.

Not until she had arrived, did I realize I was wrong

A man was stranded on an island. With nothing but matches and rope. Out of no where a bear appears. The man runs. The bear catches him. Natives to the island attack the bear.

I stepped across the threshold of the decrepit house and into the open air. A cold hand grasped my wrist, and I turned around to see a pale face. "Don't leave me..."

The crystal clear blue sky shinned bright against the silver and gold sparkling Pacific Ocean water

Last night I dreamt I returned to a fold I only vaguely remember ...

Pleban was no publican. Nor was he a pelican, if you want to be honest. "Not want to be, missy, must." Senior Detective on Homicide and my Nana still had to put me right, in front

I attacked and ripped open the poor thing. I stabbed it again and again. I was hungry and this was the law of the jungle. I bit into its soft pink flesh. Watermelon tasted good.

I was having a pleasant dream when a sound like hammering woke me. After that, I can barely hear the muffled sound of dirt covering the coffin over my own screams.