The unbelievable had happened. He had kept his promise. America was great again. From behind

What they had forgotten is that there can be no order without chaos, no light without darkness. For in a wasteland of beauty, there can be no solace.

"Chimpanzees who travel long distances have broader minds and are more likely to use tools". Abe wooped at the archival headline. He was on a relativistic ramjet to Kepler 186f

I cannot believe

The crossfit games have a 166% year over year growth rate!

God rest ye, prunefaced sausages, let naught be out of reach / Remember Kathleen Davidson was born on Pismo Beach/

"If you derail this fold, Santa Claus dies." Gun pointed at Santa, I had gotten desperate. If saving FoldStory from derailed narratives meant destroying Christmas, then so be it.

This was Jeremy's first kickball tournament, ever.

I thought it was pretty cool just to be in the twilight but I just found out that we're also in the Twilight Zone. That gives this everlasting twilight a whole different backstory.

I T s H I G H N00N

I have walked on this path so long, with my eyes tired after having seen so many winters. My body, my soul and my spirit are tired. I am ready to die. There's only one thing left..

I WANT TO SOME GUD BAKED BEAAAANS!!!!

The funeral wasn't well attended. And the people who did attend were the oddest bunch you ever saw. But they were kind spirited people, and that meant a lot more to me than one of

I gave the door five knocks, paused, then knocked three more times. "Password?" said a voice from the other side. "password123" I replied. They really needed a better password. I

I forgot to remind my mind to forget that I was in operation mind fuck. I didn't mind the fuck. it was the mind I didn't want to fuck with. I didn't want to fuck with the mindfuck

today was a day to remember. I heard the word

I drove my Astin Martin on the wrong side of the beach. My shoes were long brown and shiny and I needed both hands to handle them. Women often ask me about my shoe size. Its 17 but

"No! That's not how it goes," Uncle Cyrus told Aunt Martha. She gave him a look and left the room. As we waited for him to compose his thoughts, my cousin Jim started to tell me a

"Captain, the Romulans have hacked our Kappabashi training program as well as our food replicators." Ensign Sanjo Weems was sweating. He was still entirely organic. Plastic food

Jimmy Hoffa stepped out of his time machine and rubbed his stubbled chin. "Well, that worked!"