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

A long long long long long time ago, back in the ancient times, there was a dog named Raphiel. Raphiel was shorter than other dogs, but on one particular day, something happened.

Bess Bavout was having no end of trouble getting her daughter Oona admitted to Mrs. Twatweiler's Kennel for Young Girls. The boarding fees settled, Oona now objected to the menus.

Hannibal Lecter had finally been given a cell with a window. But his view of the scenery beyond the incisor-proof glass was blocked by a giant billboard. When the guard approached,

After the race money exchanged hands. The Tortoise gave the hare 1,000 dollars. Then the Tortoise's buddy collected the money from all the bets

And the dog got his wish. Two opposable thumbs sprouted out of his paws. His eyes shifted left and right. He reached for the refrigerator and...pulled. It worked! The refrigerator

After finishing my fold, I found I had written more words than the gospel, William Shakespeare's sonnets, and The Firm, combined. I then decided to self-publish my work, entitled

'Don't worry about the problem' he said. 'Just think of it as an egg with gold hidden deep inside it.' To try and solve the problem you must try to find twenty ways of dealing with

I braced myself to leave the house, hoping I would not encounter my busybody neighbor. We had exchanged a few hellos in passing, but she seemed to take that as an invitation to

Starring in a Point & Click game had its ups and downs. Downs: Being violated by a cursor, watching the Clicker click on the same closet over and over (that's a dead end, stupid!),

I brought box home from the J. M. Barrie's estate action. It was ornately filigreed with nautical motifs. Upon opening, I discovered it contained the shadow of a small boy.

Small, sneaky things crawled around the broken bicycle, grasping fingers reaching for the girl perched upon the seat.

"i Have a plan" exclaimed the president "first we will hire a necromancer" he paused "then we wil raise a army of undead Zombiefish To take over the world MWAHAHAHAHA"

One day Sam received a postcard from Florida. It showed a small Hotel with a pink flamingo & palm lined beach, on the back "Wish you were here" but no signature or address.

Ordinarily, this would be the room with the decontamination gel, but for some reason the room was dry. The lighting was wrong. I notice that my running bra is tighter than it was.

I laid on solid black porcelain floor. I knew i was dead. The question is where am i now? I stand and look around. I see a mirror and go towards it. I look into its depths and see

Trouble maker since birth,Spike the Dog was bffs with Snowball the Cat,experienced in the fine art of manipulating his humans into doing anything he wanted.One night,Spike got home

When their tongues met, it was like magic. It was like it was ment to be. He never knew he wanted to be with someone so badly before. And it wasn't like he never had sex before

I really can't think of a sentence to start so I'm basically just typing something random. If you're reading this feel free to finish it or whatever you want to do, I really don't

I screamed like a small child, kicked the hospital walls, and barged the double doors open so hard that they almost flew off. I knew that you can't avoid death, but why does it