The pillars cracked, his footfall ending

The pillars cracked, his footfall ending their time as invulnerable juggernauts. As dust, they were much less foreboding, but no less poisonous to evil. He gathered and bagged it

like the time he had to do community service in Pacoima for that DUI. The cop tazered him and lit him up like a Christmas tree. He could still taste the copper in the roof of his

mouth. In fact, he could still taste the cop. The yuletide tasering had caused convulsions which resulted in his taking a large bite out of the officer's

stomach. His back ached from lying on the slab they called a bed. How long did they plan on keeping him locked up in this dump? "Where's my phone call?" he screamed.

The hulking black man in the corner stood, nearly touching the ceiling. The man almost ran to the bars of the cell in panic, but then retracted the thought realizing his back side

much like the Grinch's heart, had grown three sizes that day. And because his behind had started off at a considerable size, it was now so big that it posed a threat to his

trousers. Corduroy can only stretch so far, and, sure enough, SNAP! They went flying into the county three counties over. That meant everyone could see his

Betty Boop boxers. He wondered why any one even made Betty Boop boxers--well, they were extremely comfy. Then, a woman cried, "

Are you Max Fleischer? Daddy!" I drew myself up and watched her animated face as she ran to hug me. Every cel of my being was moved. My thumbnails were