For my first trip back in time with See-the-past Holidays, I'd be travelling back to 17th Century Scotland. I decided to take a Range Rover, night vision goggles, water purificatio

Some people have no idea how to play a game of folding story.

"Oh my... it looks like a hard rain's a-gonna fall" Said Ma Gerita. "May the wrath of god and water and wind wash me away, and take me out of this misery", replied Father Jerry

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This is the story of how I, Frank Burgstein, humble professional coprophiliac, got to be the first pope who wasn't Catholic, and the only pope to convert the whole world.

I'll never forget the day my goatee came to life. You see, I'd found this top hot in a thrift store, and, on a whim, I'd stuck my goat in it and mumbled a quick prayer to Satan.

He walked into the room like someone who had done that kind of thing before.

To pay off my gambling debt, I stole money from myself in fold #2. Yeah! now I can pay it off. I wonder where I got the money in the first place?

"Septentrionibussinistrisconvocotedaimon!" she wheezed out in one long breath and waved her wand menacingly at the shambling horde of

The card read "I am a mother-pheasant plucker. I pluck mother pheasants. I am the pleasantest mother pheasant plucker that ever plucked a mother pheasant " This tongue twister slam

It was an extra ordinary day. A day whose events would become infamous. Charles arrived at his office in Normal, Indiana to find that his suspicions

"What if I just wedge my hand right there, real tight." He asked. She said, "yeah that's good." His rock climbing instructore was extraordinarily ugly but

On house arrest and unemployed, Pete had nothing better to do than to punk the mailman and spy on his neighbors. One day, while using his Steiner Tactical binoculars,

"Scared the Hell Out of Me. It Was a Great Wake-Up Call (Although I Wasn't Really Asleep)" — Russell H., from Wichita, Kansas.

Mickey Charleston washed his greens in the tap water, as never he could before. He wanted his knees to smell like peanut butter, but that would have been too posh for the likes of

"Mothra is coming," he thought to himself. Somehow he knew. He put fresh water and food in the cat's bowls, and pulled out some work-clothes from a pile. He packed his lunch and

She lived upstairs. In the apartment that the doctor had died in. He was a shut in. Smoked, fed his cats, and died in bed. The owners never told her that Dr. Gibbs

"Top Ten List of Candid Questions to Super Heroes and Their Even More Candid Answers"10)--For The Hulk:Is your poop ever green?--Like the rain forest!

I was a latchkey kid. We moved a lot, too. I never got a handle on settling down to a future that would inevitably change. One day on the way home, two roads. I took the shortcut.

Mrs Pumpernickle Von Codswallop was a great admirer of the research conducted by Prof Humita. During her studies at the Caledonian University of New Technology she decided to write