CHRISTIAN BILLY VISITS THE ZOO. To celebrate Noah's birthday, Billy's relig-ed went to the zoo, at the same time as a furry convention. A gay couple explained aloud the evolution o

I furrowed my brow to recall what I'd forgot. "Oh, right. Nonsense!" And with that, I engaged the phantasmagoric thingamajig, switched on the happenstance shvipten, and rocketed

Beyonce's Nipples Costume Kicks Off Concert Tour (PHOTOS). Brain Research, as Only Vegas Can. A reality TV Mars landing may be silly, but at least its on the right track. Alien

Luke was walking down the dark alley home late at night. He had just came home from a party when a howl of a wolf was heard.Attempting to get home as fast as possible he ran.Then..

Leonardo's uncle Gianno was a geometer, and never made much money. So he bought a horse named Ziggy Stardust and trained it to win the Triple Crown, with his nephew's help. One

Stanley pulled his buzzing phone out of his pocket. "Yellow?"

He was handsome, a banker type, touch of grey at the temples, just my type. We made eye contact and I smiled. He fletched his teeth. Ughh braces, with food particles. My fetish

"Don't forget to stop and smell the roses once in a while," my mom said. It's as if she didn't know that inefficiency is a federal crime. I stepped into the teleportation chamber

The crazy old coot in the landspeeder was right, those WEREN'T the droids we were looking for! Though, for a second there, they kind of looked a little bit like them - I mean, one

Thelma raked her fingers across the top of Bubba's head, upending his comb over. His eyes rolled in delight as she sashayed behind his easy-chair, whispering the words he longed to

Deep in the Himalayas, the monk knew he would never fulfill his one true calling: lion tamer.

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.

He overdosed on happiness. We all know what that means.

So I sat down and watched old Burn Notice reruns. Jack Bauer was no Michael Weston. Michael Weston was like Jack Bauer on steroids. As I munched on a bag of Skittles (taste the rai

What is honestly the point of living? If I die will the world stop spinning, will the plants stop producing oxygen? No, so what's the point? Oh yeah,

The life of a rock musician interpreter, ain't easy. I've done some tough gigs, I mean Andy McCoy, Dylan, Cobain, and Michael Stipe. Once I misinterpreted Ozzy singing

She watched as he rolled in the mud, looking like a little pig.

"Go! Go! my pet! Spread chaos and typhoons to Asia!" Cackling loudly, I released the butterfly.

The man farted in the wilderness he thought no one could hear him he was wrong.

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