The assistant manager hovered behind Kelly has be flipped twelve burgers on the grill with his left hand & prepared the buns with condiments with his right. "The force is strong in

A shortnecked giraffe, a spotless leopard, and a human with no opposable thumbs walk into a casino. They sit down for a round of Black Jackal. The dealer, a Cheetah

Scrooge tried to convince the Ghost of Christmas future to take him to the stock exchange. He even offered to give the ghost his fair share of the winnings.

The suborbital shock was a lot to take. Totally fogged up the Opticals. An Anders Marine had told me we only had five more increments before unleashing the Blood Hydras, so

Once upon a time there was a young girl who lived with her pet turtle. She loved her pet turtle more than anything else in the world. She was lucky because her pet turtle could

She walked down the hall. She had her bookbag in one hand and a small water bottle in the other. She was so scred she didnt know

Crydon swallowed the fear that crawled up his mouth. The Decteron's opticals remained fixed on his face plate, scanning, comparing his TechnoMoniker against

I dont have the facts to back this up, but I believe that cheetos are magical elf droppings. I also believe that

The Secret Authors Society (SAS) consisted of famous published authors that lurked on FoldingStory.com to get ideas, distract themselves during writer's block or

Cats seemed to be the most adaptable to dialogs with the Robot AI overlords.

Once upon a time there was an apple who wanted to be a vegetable. He saw how carrot had long green hair and he was envious. He gagged at the sight of tomato's plump bodice.

"Ruusunnuppu, what a a... lovely name. What does it mean?"

so i'm sitting here, in front of the computer

Have you ever twitched just as you're falling asleep? That's Them. Trying to get in. If you're strong you'll wake up a little and They go away. But if you're weak They enter and

The boy, or Empty-Sockets Shafaqat, as he was known, tugged on his camel's rope and lead him to the the tallest dune. Every Bedouin knew it was actually the camel who lead the boy.

Under the nom de plume, Groid Buttenberg, he wrote more than 36 Bodice-Ripping romances. Mabel Milkytoast, number one fan, wondered what his true name was and called the publisher.

Yesterday I was riding my bike to my house when I saw a puppy skateboarding.

Earth had finally settled down to a simmer, and the Galactic Ambassadors were about to introduce themselves with a cough or whatever, but Earth went all spooky in springtime and

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,

My upstairs neighbors were at it again. I tried to tune them out but found myself tapping my foot to the rhythmic creak of old floorboards and mattress springs. Their moaning grew