String theory, the scientist said, is an attempt to realize Einstein's dream and not Isaac Newton and the apple that fell on his head causing him to attain Nirvana. Now the apple

The zombie apocalypse came, as many dreaded it would - but not to humanity. Proving that either there was no God - or that he existed and had a twisted sense of humor - squirrels

I've became obsessed with gaining super speed, so much so that every time it storms, I run to my chemical set, hoping a stray bolt of lightning will strike, just like in the Flash

A half-empty tin of Spongebob Squarepants Band-Aids and the lingering scent perfume were all that were left of her. Just a few moments earlier

She planted the seed that had come from the dusty packet in the back of the greenhouse. For weeks, nothing, then, one day, a sprout appeared, ghastly green, glowing with an unholy

The inspector stepped back to observe the tableau. The wall was covered in newspaper clippings, old photos, book passages and lots of string. Why did they always do this?

The awards hung on the wall like insects pinned in a killing jar. The fluorescent lights gave his skin the sallow tone of a smoker's teeth, and it was obvious to all but him that

FOLDINGSTORY THE MOVIE. They say Titivillus is the demon putting typos in story folds. It's 1940. I fold stories by flinging them as paper airplanes out my highrise office. Origami

I read, I folded, I passed. I came, I saw, I kicked some ass!

Two sausages are sitting in a frying pan. One sausage turns to the other and says "Woah, it's pretty hot in here today!". The other sausage replies "Holy crap! A talking sausage!".

Somehow Jasper got himself targeted. From overhead one could see the PariahNet app subscribers start to converge on him like metal filings toward a magnet. The WNYC news chopper

The grizzly bear smoked a calabash pipe because

Roast the broomstick. Fiddle. Bury the bone. Nookie. Makin' bacon. Hiding the bishop. Boom-boom.

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?"

So, it's January 3rd, 2013. Now what?

I stared at the bonus point problem on my chemistry exam. My God! I not only knew how to solve it, I understood its significance. I looked up at my professor. She knew that I knew

Three ladies at a bar argue who's more refined. The 1st orders a beer in 3 languages. The 2nd says cheers in 3 languages. The 3rd says "I can belch in 3 languages" drinks the beers

Like all previous New Year's resolutions, this one had gone to hell in a handbasket, five ways to Friday, quicker than

"Operator, this is Augusta Dumont. Patch me through to Inspector Danvers. What's that? Don't be sorry, just do it. What do you mean he's -- he's what? How? When?" Augusta collapsed

The people of the village stepped back all at once, gasps echoing through the crowd. It was a vile abomination that had been brought to them, and now they had to decide