They squared up to each other. Everyone was shouting. They were breathing deeply, glaring harshly into one anothers eyes. Walkie talkies were cracklng with distress.

You don't know me. I'm the one that puts that "Fruit of the Loom" sticker on those tidy whities you are sitting there in. Working at the computer in your underwear? I should

The part of me that is a former graphic designer is intrigued and appalled by this technology.

I put on my robe and wizard hat. The garish costume did nothing to improve my spirits, however, and the sleeves were now far too short. I sighed in disgust. I needed a tailor.

"Nothing like this ever ends well," she said, holding onto my arm. I squeezed her hand. "Maybe this will be different," I answered, but I knew

The yellow cat(not Garfield)was staring at Jane so full of himself...She hated that cat!Steve was such an idiot!Why did he have to give her that stupid cat?And then convince her to

Fine, you go ahead and start the car. Meanwhile, I'll finish putting rope around the children, burn the house and make sure the neighbours keep quiet. Just don't complain when

I fumbled and dropped my last remaining clip. I'd never been good at reloading in a hurry, and the growing stench of piss was only making me more nervous - particularly due to

"ZOMBIE PONIES" was the rallying cry at Slickmo Toys Unlimited. They had already lined up the syndicated cartoon show, kid's cereal and temporary tatoos. Their next step,

There I lie, covered with warm piss, eating cold Ramen -- Chicken flavor.

"It's kind of weird, but you can't really help that the disease is going around," said former queen

Paper stacks twisted to the ceiling like MC Escher stairs in Social Worker Suzie's office. She nursed a frappucino. Her next appointment burst in. It was the Minotaur, he was

I followed the hot chick for two blocks and finally got up the nerve to ask her out when she entered a biker bar. I hesitated and then entered. Everyone turned to stare

The old man hobbled and complained incessantly. This is why his grandchildren

It was the second to the last day for the National Writing Project fellows. After a gratifying four weeks of writing boot camp, they were about to be free. Then things got weird.

"Mr. White, are you stil with us? Oh no, he's losing to much blood! We need a medic! Jones aid the the left bunker while i go get help," yelled Price. All of the sudden, a grenade

It was happening. It was finally happening.I was shaking with fear as I realized that it was going to be all over.It was unfair that I was here to see it happen. What happened was,

if your happy an u no it clap ur hands (clap_clap) if you happy an u no it clap ur hands (clap_clap) if ur happy and u noe it and ur face will surely show it if ur happy an u no it

There was a girl who loved to go shopping. Everyday when she got home from school she would get her purse and go to the mall. She never wore the same outfit. Her only problem was

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