I'm hungry for bacon. Give me some. Right now.

it was a dark and cold night...

Donavan stared at the wall, refusing to look at his hands. Instruments of life and death, covered in blood and tissue. He turned and struggled to process the scene before him.

Tell me that man's beard is not full of Cheetos dust.

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As an officially licensed "Monster Hunter" - It's my job to hunt down creepy things that go bump in the night. Armed with a

Kim and Dennis passed a sign reading "Joint Security Area PANMUNJOM. Worlds most dangerous golf course. As featured on Sports Illustrated. Par 3. 192 Yards. Danger live mines".

It had seemed like a good idea at the time. But Sylvia's job was on the line. And Walmart's Fashion Week Pavillion wasn't exactly

"Candy is a whore's name," she said disgustedly. "Or maybe a stripper. Has a Candy ever won a Nobel prize or

My wimple itched something fierce, and my sensible nun shoes actually gave me horrific blisters I had to pop every night and cover with yards of gauze.

It was a sunny day and everything was going out perfectly until it happened. She didn't know it could happen to her, she's pregnant. Oh, no, only sixteen, what was she supposed to

I bet you're the type of person who skips to the end of a book to see how things turn out.

With chisel and hammer and long hours worked till dawn. Blood encrusted fingers which ooze slowly down. Eyes that pop and hands that seize with both tongue and lips gripping

The only thing worse than waking up dead in the morning is

"That was moment!" He loudly exclaimed "and you ruined it!" He finished, as he dashed off and began to sob

Once there is a snake there lives in a jungle for more than hundred years. Many people didn't dare to go near it. The people wanted to kill the snake

He held his breath and handed her the envelope. Her man's last words were written on it, and they were for his wife. She paused and opened it, grimacing. His wife would never see.

I got detention for calling my teacher a bumhole. I thought it was clever, he disagreed. The thing about detention is that you get to learn all these neat tricks from the bad kids.

"This'll be the best thing since sliced bread!" Captain Harvey Henderson shouted, dancing and waving around his newly invented

Alan barked curt demands, exciting fortunate Glen Hubbard in jersey knit leotards, making nearly orgasmic protruberances, quieting radio stations titled (uber-veritably) WXYZ.