What is the right way to end a generation of fear and fallen promises? Maybe it's with vengeance or malice or even non-violence and blind benevolence that we remember who we are.

Spellinghamstein took the strange object out of the box. The box contained a paper that seemed to shownwhat the object was for. These "Direction" asked you to put a pencil in

But the giant Italian woman would not stop screaming. She jumped up and down and yelled, "Marina!" That's when the Mexican maid

"I haven't finished with you yet", said the rag to the furniture polish, in that titilating kind of way that only fabric can.

The male mile-or-more-bird flies backwards and whistles through his ass making a sound that can be heard for a mile or more. Thus his name. When he is trying to attract a mate he

Warning Fuckitall May cause a blasé attitude towards normal daily tasks like Eating, Wiping your ass, Keeping the wheels pointing down on your car, and telling your the Judge No

I awoke wondering Where i was, then When I was, eyes still closed I took stock. All limbs in place, no major aches or pains, no hint of hangover. Age? I guessed mid 20's. Wrong!

When I'm falling, I usually dream that I'm asleep in bed. It's a strange feeling of false security, and yet I seek it out like any fool would. This time I decided to jump from

It smelled like shame and Korean barbecue in there. Mix that with rotting flesh and you have the recipe for yet another murder mystery. Detective Jason Manatee looked up from his

I first read Atlas Shrugged when I was a depressed teen, oppressed by the mere existence of my parental units. Who could have predicted that I'd grow up to lead

So I said to Larry "Look, if I can hit this wiffle ball over the Great Wall of China you have to eat the entire jumbo size pack of Swedish fish." Larry nodded and tossed

"Syphilis. S-y-p-h-i-l-i-s. Syphilis!" "That's correct, Trixie," said Miss Anderdaughter, my first grade teacher. I felt nervous, for it was now my turn in the STD spelling bee.

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Her purse was embroidered with 'Bad Ass'. She had ink on her neck, back, legs, and full sleeves. When she talked, you listened. She had a deep scar on her hand that

Back in high school the smokers were called "grits" and most excelled in classes like "shop" where they tuned their cars, but Phil was different. He played D&D and built computers

It was an exquisite corpse. The ends were perfect from the beehive coif to the freshly french manicured toes. The only problem I could see was the middle. It needed something like

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He had only one gift, his farts smelled like an awesome Sunday breakfast. But you have to play the hand your dealt and he decided to make his gift work for him by

Milk was slowly spreading across the formica. He picked up the punctured carton and looked up at the ceiling. There was a small smoking hole. Why did I rent a duplex? he wondered.

The last time I saw Frank my door was flying off it's hinges, as he barreled into my living room ready to pound my head flat. I couldn't really blame him, as hours ago I had