What's more he was wearing wizard pajamas and touting red rope licorice in both hands. Clearly this was not the man we were meant to visit tonight. Nevermind that the pjs were

The student gathered in class, plotting, finalizing their waterproof plan after hours & hours of deliberations. This time, we'll succeed in killing our Intro to Mass Comm Professor

He was running in the night from someone that was following him, someone who did not want him to publish that corruption story. He reached to his gun and calculated his steps. Now!

"There is no door." I grinned, but not in a happy way. "Of course there is. How else could we have gotten in here?" His eyes narrowed and he said "You don't get it, do you?" We

- Fade to Black - FIN. The blue velvet curtain came down. That was short. "Star Wars: The Force Awakens" Just 15 minutes?

"Has anyone seen the remote? Hey, Trouble, what you got in your mouth. Come 'ear. Oh, shhi, Trouble stay. I said stay!" Then Trouble bit down. The channel changer switched to

Wazu just recovered from the rough landing of his small space craft in the Kuwaiti desert. He looked at the glowing city skyline in the horizon, a strange city on a strange planet.

His dog Rex had been missing two days. His dish sat untouched on the kitchen floor.

The witch went to the party, she baked a cockroach cake, and garnished it with frog legs and salamander eyes. She offered some to the others, but no one wanted any. It made her sad

There he was, staring at his old torn school notebook, it’s been 20 years, and he knew that that drawing of the monster he made as a child is still inside, but... dare he opens it?

Little Red Riding Hood stood in the silence of the forrest, concealed with her red flowing cape, she held the large butcher knife in her right hand, she had one last job to see to.

I slowly floated above my corpse towards the bright light. Was I prepared? Did I pray enough? I lone figure coalesced before me. "WELCOME TO VALHALLA! HERE'S YOUR AXE!"

I remember a time in the world when the internet did not exist, nor did cell phones. People called each other on the home phone, and would show up when they said they would be som

Why sure I do hunnywumps. I wuvy dovvy you werry werry much.

Tiny Bobby & Cindy continued their body tour down the abdomen & into the crotch. Here they met a little man. "Who're you?" "I'm the Scrotum Factotum!" The Scrotum Factotum told 'em

I drove my Astin Martin on the wrong side of the beach. My shoes were long brown and shiny and I needed both hands to handle them. Women often ask me about my shoe size. Its 17 but

"Hihihihihihihi" said the spammer, still developing into a fully grown foetus. The scientists were shocked though, was it trying to communicate something? Something other than "hi"

When I woke up today, I realized that my neighbour had been murdered in her living room.

Has anyone ever done a zombie western? That would be a crossover to make my skin crawl. Let's dig up the Duke and Charles Bronson & Gary Cooper & have Clint direct. Tombstone II

Dear FS Family: We've been duped! I found out that SlimWhitman is neither slim, nor Swiss. He's not the shadowy manatee-loving fellow we all thought. His real name is Mario & lives