The Wondra Women were a club of Iowa's best

The Wondra Women were a club of Iowa's best gravy makers. One day they turned on Hattie, who had committed a lumpy transgression. "Be more careful, bitch, Argo!" Hattie sobbed and

thought of how the Pacific Islanders threatened the purity of their group with their arrow root thickeners, they were gravy boat people who were refugees from a coup de au

disgrace. They were in disgrace because their coups had four doors one on each side. Now everybody knows that if it has four doors it's a Sedan not a Coup. But pacific Islanders

often would argue about why they had an interstate Highway in Hawaii and how could you order Jumbo Shrimp? They would often bring such trivia to their Tiki Gods for advice.

Tiki Tikitembo was peeved. "If I create Trivial Pursuit, will you leave Me be?" A game board appeared before them. But this only gave them more questions: "How long is a furlong?"

'Well,' he exclaimed, 'that's easy! A furlong of course is as long as..... as fur!' He flashed his teeth and leaned back, completely content with his witty answer. Chimes sounded

and he knew he had to be back in the mental hospital in fifteen minutes. His sense of humor only lasted as long as the meds, it could get ugly after that. The cab driver was unawar

e of his customer's mental condition and tried to engage him in conversation. This would prove to be a fatal error. From the back seat the passenger started making terrible jokes

"Can you shut up?!" he yelled after several minutes of dirty jokes. "I can't take it any more!" he yelled again, nearly swerving the vehicle off the road. He pulled over and turned