Jemima was filled with a dark and familiar

Jemima was filled with a dark and familiar sense of foreboding as she read the message scratched into the gnarly tree bark. This could mean only one thing: the otters were back.

The otters were a mutant breed, placed on earth only to attempt procreation with human life forms. As of yet they have been unsuccessful, Jemima remembered the last time.

the honey badgers attempted to mate with humans; it was fun in a disaterous sort of way, but still fun and you gotta take fun where and when you can get it, especially when

you are from the Ozarks and your only friend is a honey badger. But this honey badger had a third limb. Actually it was a human arm coming straight out of its neck and

it could do a lot of interesting prehensile acts which were going over well at the erotic shows in Vegas. All you had to do was get volunteers to come on stage. One day a fat broad

demonstrated her "special skill," the likes of which had been whispered about, but never seen since Madam Braguvne performed at the

there were curious whirring and clicking sounds during their trysts with Mme Braguvne and one Scout was fairly certain that the lily white buttocks he was currently watching on

his monitor exhibited the same dual-source albedo that he'd seen displayed in a documentary about Congressional frivolity. But that shot had been from the front, whereas this one--

he had no idea where the f#@% it came from,and it really didn't matter!Nobody got hurt,he was alive,saturday morning cartoons were on and life was good again...