Chemicals incinerated his eyes and nose and stopped him dead in the doorway. Nothing had prepared him for hydrochloric acid and month old rot stew that coalesced in the bath tub.

I reached for the sky, just as I was told. It felt odd, as if I were trapped in some B movie. But there I was, hand up as I felt her fingers dig around for

She was going to break up with him this time. He didn't call, he didn't come home. He was with that tramp Tracy. She ran outside and there he was, passed out on the porch, a bottle

Had I figured it out a year later, I wouldn't have had so much trouble, but as it is, my therapist thinks I'm crazy. I don't understand. I only asked if it could be fixed. Sheesh!

Old Jim never went back to the ship.

He ran to the end of the hall, slipped and crashed into the door. It gave and came off its hinges, crashing into the cart and stopping a surgery. The surgeon threw his scalpel

There is one story about the Buddha that not many people know. It was the time that Buddha appeared before the three stooges on the set of The Captain Hates the Sea. Curly was

He was a racist but he was also the pastor of an African American church. His whole existence was like a civil war. Two halves hating each other. How did a White Pastor become the

One day, there lived a little snowman, in the snow and it was very cold. The best thing was it's winter. But it felt bit sad, for it will melt away when the sun comes out.

His simple duty is to replace the spirit in the body of the dying and allow them to move on while he takes their last breath. Without him, the spirits of the dead

"CALL THE EXTERMINATOR!" the chef shrieked at the top of her lungs as she burst out of the pantry.

My attendance at the dentist’s office had been less than stellar and had left me with a few rotten molars and rancid breath that had put even my dog and me at odds.

"Don't say shit!" she screamed, swiveling her head like the night before under completely different circumstances. "Even if you DO talk to the hand, only one of my fingers has

Harry Baals was the mayor of Ft. Wayne, IN, for several years in the mid-20th century. Harry Baals

He'd waited in the port authority for over sixteen hours. The service dregs had brought him sustainables but of course, it was corporate food. The kind that

The Oakridge Boyz II Men is

one day i had a water fight with some kids.....no one is a match for my kettle

No, I most definitely will not volunteer to be a brood mare for one of your insane

He touched down at noon. The fortress of solitude was just that, lonely. He could call up crystal messages but it was always the same boring conversations. What he wanted was a Wii

I turned the channel and there was it was...an " art house" film. How could this be? I didn't order this, i thought to myself...strange...