There's a sheet of paper right in front of

There's a sheet of paper right in front of you.

Beside the paper is a cup of coffee. Above the paper is a pen and a ruler parallel with each other. In front of the writer is a window overlooking the sea. Behind is... OH FOR THE

about the best way to kill villains off. 'Cause the protagonists always have a way to defeat the villains in the best way possible. Maybe it's some form of cult, where all the pro

blems can easily solved, all your demons eradicated, if you happen to be a member of their club. All you have to do is sign up, right? Hah, right. How can it be so easy?

Their club can't do that. It's got giant images of Random Mammals as the mascot. They don't do anything in that club except have pancake breakfasts to raise a few dollars for the

children of lesser men. It's a small but controversial charity for sons & daughters of short fathers. The last pancake breakfast raised $78 but cost $84 in supplies. Club president

Byron Stanton even took a stroll beneath the tables in case someone had dropped a little change, but they still came up short. But his towering son and his stacked girlfriend said,

"Hey, we have an idea. Let's play some music on the streets to collect some change!" the busty girlfriend gleamed. She was a pretty little thing; I couldn't deny her. So, we went

off the deep end by playing parodies of parodies. For whatever reason, people laughed at their own laughter, and soon, we forgot why we were even there.