It was so wierd. The holiday had turned crazy, all because of the tentacles that I had found lying on the beach that cold, magical morning. They had been picked up and dragged to

-Where the F#$& are my F#$&ing socks?-And why the F#$& are you so mad about some F#$&ing socks?-Because they are my F#$&ing lucky socks.-And when the F#$& did you have a lucky day?

Can a carnivorous plant meet, fall in love with and marry a human woman with a an allergy to poison ivy and bees? How would they cross pollinate? Did she even know what a stamen

"I like to move it, move it. I like to move it, move it. I like to move it move it. You like to... MOVE IT!" That song was playing for the twelfth time today, this was

The stars burned out one at a time, then in pairs, then in clumps. The night sky was going black and when the moon went out, Stella knew there was about eight minutes before

Lights danced in his eyes. That's not where they were accustomed to dancing and in point of fact, were a little uncomfortable there with all of the dewy innocence. Nevertheless,

The crazy oldman lived the rest of his life being hated, completely broke, and... in love with a pigeon... This is hell... I am in hell. I am like an electric Jesus

Among the few things I regret are that I never had a sound understanding of quantum mechanics. Spin? Location?

Looking back, it occurred to me that man-slapping was not considered the proper response to Steve's comment. Alas,

"I swear, I just wanted to buy a kite! Rapul's got the best!" "Sure, sure, fine. But the Taliban are never going to believe that. You better leave out the back; fast." I ran for

The evil shopping cart sat out in the Target parking lot. Nothing about it would suggest that it had been made in hell. But here it was. Anyone who put items in it would

Saint Elmo never heard music this good. As the fog descended on the harbor, the lighthouse swirled from the east jetty and caught a glimpse of the dark figures by the moorings of

The end.

To many times he had been in this position before. Not all too often he had been pleased by the way that she touched and loved him. She was a vixen, and her long blonde hair flowed

He walked down the line paying his respects. A somber faced line. Wet Red eyes. He leaned in and hugged her, he said, "Sorry for your loss," and he pickpocketed her

Benny,the dog went home from the park feeling sad that day cause Jack,his owner lost his ball in the lake.The next day,Jack brought him a beatyfull yellow ball,bigger and better

Crisp leaves crackled as he hovered by. He never touched the ground, but the field repelled everything beneath him. There wouldn't be foot prints, but if you measured the compact

Let me begin by declaring that I have not now, had not in the past, and will not in both the near and distant future have conversation with or attempt to collude with anyone from

When I first saw Maya, she was this little and malnourished girl who ceased to respond to any cuddles or hugs given to her. But strangely, I felt attracted towards her.

I sat waiting to hear what the teacher would say next... Would it be another boring day of school? One that would last a lifetime and then some. Suddenly, the teacher turned and