The telephone rang without end. Theresa

The telephone rang without end. Theresa sat there staring at it. It wasn't plugged into the wall or anything, yet it rang and rang. Desmond entered cautiously and grabbed his cell

mate "Lonnie." They had just broken out of prison and holed up at Theresa's house. The magically ringing phone was adding to their paranoia. Was this a trick of the cops? They

dressed to accentuate their lady lumps, but the effect was nil. It was like

putting hummingbird eggs in a jumbo egg carton, I mean why bother. The waif

I must take full responsibility. My bad. Cooking a bacon cheeseburger in the Israeli Prime Minister's toaster oven - it had created an international incident. How could I undo the

damage done. I am sure that the beef was Kosher but the bacon was not turkey as I had intended. Michelle Obama was scheduled to speak with the Prime Minster on behalf of Billary

but we just cancelled it all. The Prime Minister insisted on Kosher foods but I insisted on real bacon. It was an impasse as large as

the tattoo on the Prime Ministers ass, which also indicated that he was KOSHER. No surprise, really. One only needed to read

PARVE on the other to understand why he had been passed over.