The depressed termite had had enough of wood. Wood, wood wood. That's all anyone ate around here. What about osso buco? What about

Indoors, indoors, iiiiiinnndoooooorrsss! Take it away penny!

Spic and Span were tired of their clean image and decided to make a rumpus

The thing about Abe Froman was that it was all about sausages. Sausage this and sausage that. One time I said, "knock, knock?" And he said, "Sausage, now shut your mouth."

She was afraid to ask for a new set of utensils and just couldn't stand it anymore, so she got up and hid in the bathroom.

The Return of Morag McDoone. She was a bitter, drunk, Scotswoman, was Morag McDoone, who got more drunk the more bitters she imbibed. Her father Mickey rued the day he had filled

Donatello stood with Cristiano in the garden. The one with the lavish fountain and the abundance of flowers and stone walkways. "Join us, Cristiano," Donatello said. Mystified,

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،

Floating toilets to bring humans safely to outer space were invented in the year 2014.

How are lucky are we that the Second Coming is starting during a census year? The whore of Babylon has her G10 headed beast to ride upon. The McRib is here for a limited time only.

I wanna be a brilliant geezer. It's what I aspire to. Right now I'm working on having enough life changing experiences. The tricky part really is surviving into old age to tell abo

Margins in art textbooks are intended for doodles, not notes. As "Italia: Dove i Nudi Sono Grandi" was handed down annually, its stunning pen collaboration outstripped "David" and

Thoughts

"You don't understand. No one does. God. My leg is made of a stack of Krispey Kremes. Do you know how hard it is to put my damn shoes on?!?! Of course you don't!" Shouter Ted

I'm here to make you forget that you don't believe in angels anymore.

Some people call me a space cowboy, some call me a dad or a bastard. Some people call me boss, some yell and say 'Hey ref!' I'm a worker, I'm a shirker, I'm a French fry berserker,

Hello, my name is Arnold.

"Who'd like to start?" ."I would" said the the young man next to me. As he stood, light from the open window stuck him and he began to sparkle. "Hi, I'm Edward, and I'm a Lame

Today was the day it would stop. Yes today was the day for it to stop. It should of never started in the first place.

A great deal of confusion could certainly have been avoided if the organizers of the inaugural skin cancer prevention awareness gala hadn't titled the conference: ForSkin!