In Tonight's News, We explore the vast loss

In Tonight's News, We explore the vast loss of life when the all The Members of the Gangnam Shake Flash Mob simultaneously combusted from awesomeness. In related news, Psy

plans his wedding to a Jamaican woman who goes by the name of Ysp. Crazy stuff, 'mon. Enough of that however, let's dwell on the fact that this was my last resort as a job. I could

quit, but then I won't get unemployment. No, I'll just stay in this job and like walk really slow. Really slow.

That thingamajig spotted yesterday at the haberdashet should not go home.

It was a reference thingamajig, not to be removed from the store. The Hatter had a collection of doohickeys, whatsits, and assorted ends and odds. All very rare.

He'd show them off whenever we wandered into his shop. That was before the "accident," when the Hatter went Mad. I was perusing the aisles looking for the perfect thingamabob when

The Mad Hatter perambulated his way into the hammer and sickle display. "Excuse me, sir! Sorry. My reading glasses fell out of my pocket." I saw someone step on his glasses, breaki

ng in with an urgent missive from the Flounder's Front. The Mad Hatter read the missive and tut tut-ted a dragonfly away from the blood bath. He told the someone to tell them Eliza

(though never that well endowed to begin with) was now completely flat and had become the queen of the flounders. "All hail Eliza the Queen!" burbled her new subjects from their

violet pansy bed, across from Covet Garden. Higgins mused at the way Eliza, at bedtime, when he demanded a zig zag: She said, “I’ll be off up the apples and pear to Fakey Ned.'