Okay, let me get this strait: I AM NOT A CRIMINAL! Just because right now I'm in handcuffs in a police car on my way to jail does not mean I'm a criminal. I didn't kill no one!

Thank you for being with us today Zach. Let's start by having you compare and contrast this film to all other films that have been made.

My little story

I checked to make sure that he was still alive. Unfortunately, I have no idea how to check a pulse, so

It didn't take me long to realize that Julie was a kleptomaniac.

As she flaunted them for all to see, the splendid light adorned Betty’s magnificent breasts, which made Jill replete with jealousy, after all, her thin legs were no contest for

*step step breathe step step breathe step step kick punch stab run step breathe step breathe step breathe hide breathe breathe breathe*

"GET THAT BIRD OUT OF THE OVEN!"

Love is a crazy thing don't. It can cause people to lie, cheat, steal, or even kill. I would never do go to the most extreme for love. Just like the song "I would do anything for

My Bucket List consists of significant buckets in my life including a photo and a modest description. Bucket 1: Red, plastic, oval opening with a convenient metal handle. Bucket 2:

Sweet dreams are made of cheese. Who am I to dis a brie? I cheddar the world and the feta cheese. Everybody's lookin' for stilton.

There once lived a tiny little hippo on a tiny littleland. He lived with his tiny little friend. One day there came a tiny little eagle and took the hippos tiny little friend.

I assure you, Mrs. Buttle, the Ministry is very scrupulous about following up and eradicating any error. If you have any complaints which you'd like to make, I'd be more than

"If I think too hard about this, I'll never do it" she thought. So she didn't think and did it. Afterwards, when the fractures had knitted together somewhat

Sometimes, when Elfrida the pink sugar elephant felt sad, she'd call Bernie the liquorice panda. "Bernie, I have to talk. It's the white sugar mice. I can't stand their string tail

Hurry! Wrap the coffin with blood soaked string! Quickly! light sage incense! and now for the sticky rice! INSTANT?

It was a dark, rainy night. Everyone in the village was asleep. There was silence all around, except for the occasional singing of an owl. But then, suddenly, there was a loud

It was a quiet morning company was still sleeping, I took my leisure enjoying the birds inging while I spped my hot vanilla drink. The beautiful mountians now covered in white call

Every hour on the top of the clock, he would drink two fingers of Absolut. Then he would write a paragraph and pace. He passed his deadline by two weeks.

Anpanman scarfed two anpan and felt the ankō power course through him. He grew to a spongy girth and bounced down the street shooting sticky goo at Zillachan and the the hoard of