I'm a Caucasian gangster with an MBA, a Honda Civic, a bad attitude and a worse haircut. I bump loud gangsta rap and roll up my windows when I see black people. If you want to step

Roland, chef de partie of the Chacune et chacun Fantaisie restaurant, had an appetite for sabotage. He'd slip osmium cubes in tourtes so the serveurs would drop unbalanced trays on

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One day I was walking down the street and I felt something reach up and grab my leg. I looked down to startled to see what it was and it was a....

He grinned at me, a devilish grin and not the handsome kind but the kind that made your blood boil. The only thing holding me back were theses chains.

He was walking down a dirt road in the desert. He didn't want to talk to anyone. He was still wearing his lucky leather jacket, his motorcycle next to him. He was on his own.

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The sun set in the west behind the three sisters & the first star shown in a deep blue sky. A tall slim cowboy rode on his lanky steed whistling Indian Love Call. The butte echoed

It's Friday night. I'm amped up on about 20 drugs. Got no hair...anywhere. Feel like crap from the chemo. Gonna lose my 38DDs in about a month. Pissed I didn't do my mammogram.

Note to Self: Congratulations! you made it to the refrigerator door! I would recommend the V-8 and some strong coffee, good for hangover. About last night, here's what happened...

"I am only sure of one thing, Mr. Black." Said Dr. Red rubbing his chin. "And what is that?" Replied Black. The Doc then answered,"This Ship shall sink."

No one has ever been in an empty room

Do you ever think of the very real possibility that not all of your friends will die of old age? Because I do. Every single day. Oi, why does being a reaper have to be so difficult

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I wonder what will become of my memory. Will I "live" on for five years? Ten? Those who know me, will they speak my name often? I just can't help but wonder...

One afternoon the Dalai Guru of Reincarnation got hopped up on lemongrass chiffon and made a few bad decisions.

breaking into the owner's house and call for the police. The door is opened and the robber ran as fast as he can.

"Whichever way we approach the problem, everyone here is going to get screwed," moaned Pete. Sophie sucked on her mint reflectively. "How about we draw a bubble on a flip chart and

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