It wasn't what it could've been, but since we're being honest, it was the best we could do. They didn't give us enough notice, enough time, enough. You get what you pay for.

Little did Mr. Shrieking know, the volume on his T.V. Was set to max when the remote activated the spark to power a loud surprise.

A man was stranded on an island. With nothing but matches and rope. Out of no where a bear appears. The man runs. The bear catches him. Natives to the island attack the bear.

The mousies get eaten by the fishies when the moon turns turquise, thus meaning the surfing Ferrari will go on display in 2017 at burping park.

Here I am again following him on a sunday morning. As he goes down the street wind blows his long curly hair. He turns right on the White River Avenue and sees Bob, they enter....

My elderly mother was to be cared for by Nadine, the robot, for all needs. Chuck Berry played his song, "Nadine" as she walked in and introduced herself. Mum was suddenly awake.

for the stingee is severe. For at precisely 80.192836419421291 degrees a bee's stinger gets a POWER UP and upgrades to a spreader stinger, doing three times the normal damage.

"I have in my hand The Last Burrito." He paused for effect as he displayed it to the TEDx audience. "This, ladies and gentleman, is The Burrito of the Eschaton." They gasped and st

I stepped across the threshold of the decrepit house and into the open air. A cold hand grasped my wrist, and I turned around to see a pale face. "Don't leave me..."

I attacked and ripped open the poor thing. I stabbed it again and again. I was hungry and this was the law of the jungle. I bit into its soft pink flesh. Watermelon tasted good.

He sat tall in the saddle, he was young and lean. Sweat drenched shirt and angry eyes green, riding solo into a storm-dust horizon. The name of this man is lost to most.

Not until she had arrived, did I realize I was wrong

This is a story. Can you contribute to it

You shuddered at Goom in the past. But now GOOGAM son of GOOM will thrill you as never before!

hi every one ! ONCE UPON A TIME.... There was a french boy named Liam who had 18 years old and he liked a lot travelling and practising sport.

Me and my best friend decided to do some shopping before our holiday.

Cookie Monster, Godzilla, and Mothra decided to meet for brunch.

وقف البطل الخارق الملقّب بـ(كويتي مان) على قمّة برج التحرير، و رداءه الملوّن بألوان العلم الثلاثة يرفرف من خلفه مع الريح. يتأمّل المدينة من فوق و اذا به يشاهد عمليّة سطو مسلّح على

The witch went to the party, she baked a cockroach cake, and garnished it with frog legs and salamander eyes. She offered some to the others, but no one wanted any. It made her sad

Pleban was no publican. Nor was he a pelican, if you want to be honest. "Not want to be, missy, must." Senior Detective on Homicide and my Nana still had to put me right, in front