The rain splashed against the bottoms of his shoes as he ran through the midnight shower. The zombie ninjas were hot on his trail and he was running out of options, when suddenly

The luminous figure, off to the East, was known as the Beauty Bell Tower, where all the birds gathered to chirp their tune. Where many luscious flowers threw, ripe for the picking

"Never!" I shouted. "Never will I do this for you. I mean who do you think I am?". I hung up but she just rang back. I answered, "I'll tell you who I think you are." She said.

Three walls of Sam's one room apartment were lined with bookshelves crammed with books. She sat at her desk drawing money for an invented country inhabited by sentient animals.

This was the story of the fold that made sense, a fold long said to be lost in history. But folds have a mysterious way of reappearing at the most awkward times, like

Alliteration is aligning allies whose alloy helmets allow them to gain allowance money for all altering purposes

What if cats have their own internet, and it's full of pictures of humans?

Well apparently some followers just aren't quick enough on the uptake the old man thought. I wonder how many times this has to happen before they get plowed under a pile of

And might come potatoes not with rain, though. This is enevitably four for five wouldn't, alas, mixed toasts have rights. But on the bean with the rain is not what was thought by

SELECT * FROM People P LEFT OUTER JOIN Relations R on R.with = P.id WHERE P.iq > 140 AND P.sex = 'F' AND R.with IS NULL;

One night a person fell off a ledge.

The world has ended because of. . . .

If I go to bed now,

It was pretty basic. Evidently the owner thought that the urine stain on the bed was all the decor the hotel room needed.

I am so mind-numbingly bored. Someone entertain me.

Your telling me I applied, was accepted 1 in 10000, trained in a grueling program, traveled through interplanetary space for 2 years, survived the landing, & the sunsets are blue?

"You're a poser, Sicily McPhalleyman". He said it to the mirror, straightened his Hermes tie, and grimaced his best impression of a smile. Then he entered the boardroom

She was dazzled when she looked up. She had finally returned to Foldtopia, and oh, how it had changed. The Foldtopians had many new stories, and many of her own were now finished,

"All right, son. Where'd you hide the body?" Sheriff Braxton demanded, his face screwed up into what he thought was a mask of fatherly concern but was more like Pennywise from "It"

I woke up and stared at the clock. It was a lot later than usual. What had I been doing the night before? It felt like a small rodent had climbed into my mouth and died overnight.