A bunch of kids went walking on a bridge towards the other side. The kids were begining to cross over the bridge when

The fidgety old miner clapped and rattled and said, "There's gold in them thar hills." He was pointing at my Aunt Shirley. The thing about the Miner and Aunt Shirley is

I must have dozed off. When I awoke, the announcement said "Hell is next. Doors open on the left at Hell." As far as I knew, the subways did not go that far. Looking around, I saw

"Dad, I have something to tell you--" I began. I heard the seatbelt click and the car door open. I looked over to see him roll out of the car at 65 miles an hour.

I was walking into a store when I saw a famous amos cookie the size of a tank. I tried to eat it, but it seemed a little stale, so I stopped trying to eat it. Oh well, I'm just

I could tell that she knew that he knew a thing or two about making stew with leftover Mountain Dew. Code Red

I mourn for my lost guinea pig Petey. It's been five years now. I still make it a tradition to visit his gravesite. It's out by the projects. Next to the heroin dealer.

I wedged my cupped hand between my cheeks and THEN farted. It made a hollow noise. Then I deftly lifted my hand to my nose and inhaled the

I was only 6 when it happened. It... took over the world. My parents were helpless towards that growing menace. It's like they all had their minds drained. I was lucky to have been

Érase una vez dos monos que querían saltar una valla, uno de ellos no se atrevia pero su compañero le ayudo y los dos juntos consiguieron saltar la valla y conseguir la libertad.

As the zombie was getting closer and I was getting even more pressed against the window on the 23rd floor of the 30 floor building I

"I haven't finished with you yet", said the rag to the furniture polish, in that titilating kind of way that only fabric can.

La participación política....una responsabilidad de quién ? Había una vez un ciudadano que no participaba ...

This is the story of an interesting threesome.A very peculiar group of people whose main interest in life was the perception the other two had of them.A very private party.

I wasn't sure how to handle this. Being stuck on a class A Kitty Hawk that ran out of plasma had to be serious. The thing was completely dead, except from a voice repeating 'Warnin

The creature unfurled it's tentacles towards the remaining crew members and bloated forth a hissing so painful that one of the men fell to hia knees and shed a single tear before

One day as I was going to sleep, a bright light had appeared in front of me. As every second would pass, I seemed to get more drousy than the previous second. Then I started to go

The negotiations between Easy Button and the CEO of Staples continued: "My client demands to be marketed as a superhero," said Easy's agent. "His superpower? Summoning toner."

"Now look, you normative nellies! I'm fed up with your constipated attempts at control. If you want to go around all day twisted up in pigeon script, that's fine with me. But

You're all probably wondering why I'm hovering above your table. Well, I'm dead, and unfortunately I have to haunt you guys. Let me tell you why. It all started back in 1982 when I