Royalty Man's story was not over...not by a long shot. Tried as he had in Jumba Jumba land, media piracy was at an all time high. A Royalty Man watched the Jumbanians steal the

"I think this'll pique your interest, Mr. Tell. It's a bow and arrow with target lock technology. Now, there's no way to tell it what target you want to lock on to. Let's just say

It wasn't her personality or politics that he'd grown weary of, it was her accent.

The efficiency expert smirked at me from behind her desk. "So, Jim, it says here you're a Junior Executive Coordinator. In your own words, what would you say you do around here?"

"Where's your crown, King nothing?"

Once upon a time there was a small horse with a big heart

THE ADVENTURES OF CHRISTIAN BILLY - BILLY VISITS THE HADRON COLLIDER. This week, Billy & his Sunday school classmates, including his best friend, Damien, visit the Hadron Collider.

The streets were riddled with debris and fragments of a decaying city. It's hard to imagine that this place was once a bustling metropolis

The smurf movie animation was missing something. It lacked some serious kind of smurf ne sais quoi. Troubling. Disturbing.

My Tinder date & I were strolling along the seawall in Corpus Christi. We were playing 6 degrees of Kevin Bacon. I had stumped her with Emma Stone. I think she was pretending to be

Last night I dreamt I was sitting in the front of a mini-bus squeezed between Tony Blair and a security guy heading to a water park when a fiery explosion on the horizon filled the

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 have been a security guard at Freddy Fazbear's Pizza for so long. But I am in danger of being stuffed into a suit by the animatronics.

I remember my Mom put me to bed, turned off the light, kissed me on the forehead and whispered in my ear, "Never, ever trust a puppet."

Some 20 years ago, Noah, Geoff, Dan & I created FoldingStory™. When we started it was just a game to collaborate on writing stories. Now who can imagine creative consulting without

Sixteen years ago I spoke before a jury of my peers and confessed to them the nature of my dreadful crime. Some laughed, others reeled in disgust, while other still fainted. But

The vacuum turned on by itself. Glowing light. Roaring. The poodle cringed.

Inside the lint trap, there lurks a grizzled goblin, who munches on an occasional sock. He pines for the days he was a crafty farm goblin what stole eggs. But the suburbs came,

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It all started with a fight on New Year's Eve.