He lifted the rifle at the shooting gallery, aimed it at the carney for a joke. He pulled the trigger. The rifle kicked. Smoke from the barrel. Blood poured from the Carney's chest

No matter where you were in that dump of a town; there was a higher than likely chance you'd find a lost animal mewling for your help.

"I will always add to a fold which has mustard in it." she said. We shook our heads. What world was she living in? Her rapid mental degradation had shocked our family to the core.

Why didn't you tell me before I started that FoldingStory would be this addictive! Three nights in a row up past 1. Ugh, and my week was hard enough as it is.

I swear, it was just like mom used to make back when

"I don't mind you coming here and wasting all my time. I don't mind you hanging out and talking in your sleep. I guess you're just what I needed."

CHRISTIAN BILLY VISITS THE ZOO. To celebrate Noah's birthday, Billy's relig-ed went to the zoo, at the same time as a furry convention. A gay couple explained aloud the evolution o

Once upon a time, there was a little Kanye West. This world was too small for him. In his world, he is king. Long live the king? What was I talking about again? Oh, right. He had a

I walked into my new lawyer's office. The death masks of two of his unsuccessful clients stared down at me from a shelf above his desk. I sat and waited for him to lift his head fr

My god, I didn't think it was real!

My name is Death. I have watched the sun die a million times and know that I will always be alone. Thus humanity sleeps soundly, unaware of my suffering. Who weeps for death?

"When you are all grown and live in a hut, send me a photo of your baby's butt." Renowned archaeologist Kate Blech was astonished; the inscription was authentic, but Angkor Wat

Once committed to being unpredictable, there was no turning forward. Ha! Thought I was going to say "back, didn't you? Enumerating is nix. Using proper nouns OUT. Hanging from my

What stories now may we of nothing make?

"Why do you love me?" "Because you're beautiful." "Anything else?" "No."

How many times I had envisioned this moment, never had I thought it would take the turn as it had. Would he really read the letter out loud in front of all these strangers?

An invisible hand tapped my shoulder. "If you're feeling down, buy stuff," it spake. Come to think of it, my wad of numbered paper was way less gratifying than a burrito. The Hand

I was driving along the A82 in the gloaming when I heard clashing chords. From the depths of Loch Ness rose a sparkly beast playing a star-shaped guitar: the Glam Rockness Monster!

Strangeness was rampant in Mr. Nucleon's house. Boson trees dropped their fruit into the Fermi sea in the garden. Schroedinger's cat winked from its branches. Dark matter

Dearest Caleb, [enter][tab] Missionary work blows. The natives of Heekum Holkum won't stop poking my laptop. It's like they've never seen a non-touch screen before. I prayed for