The ragged black slippers quietly disintegrated at his feet; chewed up reminders of a dog who fetched them. She had been, of course, eaten long ago. Times were tough and meat

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'You drive me round the bend!' she cried in frustration. 'Well, I am a racing car driver,' he grinned, adding yet another sticky blob of chewing gum to

Lisa was lying on her bed flipping through her ipod all the while in disbelief that she was even allowed an ipod in this place. Her calandar told her she had

FaceBook seemed to be consuming her but she loved it. She loved finding all the old friends she'd found, especially the ones from high school. What she didn't like was

He had a twinkle in his eye that said "Hola Senor!" I knew he was looking for a little 'mano y mano' but that wasn't my thing. So after the mexican hat dance, I

Double crossed! He fell down on the gun and felt it butt against something in his belly. Nothing tore and nothing broke. That wasn't his style and his powers were governed by it

AHHHHH! Kathy screamed at the top of her lungs...

Falling on my ass in the pile of dog shit would have given a refreshing sense of finality to the night but my reflexes kicked in and I spun in the air, landing on my hands and feet

Jesse crumbled to the ground and blood spewed from his mouth like water from a cupid statue in one of those old cartoons. Jim hobbled to his brother and started screaming

It was around that time that the owner of the establishment came flying out of the bathroom door at the side of the station. His pants were unbuckled and he looked as if he were

Barefoot, she bravely stepped outside to be the first--and probably only--one 2 make footprints, not shoe-prints, in the

The butter carving hall at the State Fair was packed when Becky unveiled her sculpture of the Egyptian leader. Entitled Moobarak, it was an incredible likeness. Until Amir scythed

Gary knew that his days on Diff'rent Strokes were numbered. Charlotte had told him long ago that

Sitting down in front of the laptop, she placed the tiara on her head and checked her teeth for lipstick. Last time she played chat roulette there were too many

I wanna live. Who's on with me? Live a lif of passion, a life of adventure. I want

It was the day he found that you could sing the words to the Gilligan's Island theme to Stairway to Heaven that he changed. And not for the better.

Smith looked at Gary and winked the kind of wink that wonks give monks and hacks give hackers. "you ever seen a crime kid?" he growled. "Not since interpol raided my moms place and

He throw his last bullet to air. He can't see a friend from the bunker. But he can hear footsteps.

She took a snapshot of her privates and sent it to Rick Warren in Uganda. However Rick left his cellphone with