Vito the Sausage Baron, Bobby Bugeyes, "Fingers" & Danny "the Duke" were in a small prison cell orbiting the moon arguing about who'd blocked the waste collection system when

Really i could see my life come to an end. Was this really how i was supposed to leave? Someone pointing a pomegranate at me. i was so terrified that I

The really trippy thing about Folding Story is watching an idea mutate, line by line. By the time this story gets all the way to the end, it will probably be about flying purple

Emotional baggage? She's renting a berth on a container ship for her assorted

No matter how far he went, teenagers continued to harass Mr. Shore. They seemed to get worse and worse every time he moved to another town. Just now, one of them was knocking.

It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness, it was the epoch of belief, it was the epoch of incredulity,

The dog went for a walk on his own. He came back later with a surprise for his owner

When the pounding in my head got loud enough that people beside me could hear it, I knew I had to do something about it. I went to see Prof. Loomis's brother, Luthor about it. His

and the paper got replaced. Meanwhile

"Alrighty, let's get started, shall we? This seminar is 'How to Live Forever.' First things first, (and I want to underscore the importance of this, people), don't die. Second,

"You slammed your door on his foot!" "Yes, which proves he was an intruder. I couldn't have crushed it if it wasn't inside my house." "He was selling Girl Scout Cookies." "I don't

I stood on the edge of the building and closed my eyes, leaning into the buffeting winds. Close to falling, but not quite. If I opened my eyes, it was all over, I'd lose my balance

Chance finally offered some support. "I know what it's like to be an outsider." Jurtok flexed its spiroclasms. "Do you?! Do you really?!!" Jherelia observed from nearby yet afar.

"I sell laughs." He said matter a factly. "You're a comedian?" I asked. He grimaced. "Humor isn't a language people understand. I just sell laughs. You want a sample? Put these on

Detective J. Manatee's instincts for detection did not help much as he fumbled through the sock drawer of D.I. Monty Rebus, who was snoring on the davenport in his aquatic habitat,

Dad flopped down into his old brown recliner, the musty scent of trapped gas filling the air. He sighed as a far-away look came to his eyes. Then I heard it. "Daa-aaaad!" I held my

Deep in the Himalayas, the monk knew he would never fulfill his one true calling: lion tamer.

These are a few of my most-despised words: Pulchritude. Cauliflower. Leprous. Axe. Quantitative-easing. Blister. Virgin. Trebuchet. Maybe. Flatulence. Me. Make a story out of them!

Don't worry, she will be safe with the fairies.

If you've ever bitten into an unripe plum at the precise moment of climax, then you know