Jim had a fish. He named it Bob. He was small. He

Jim had a fish. He named it Bob. He was small. He was a goldfish. He got it for his birthday. Which is what he wanted. He was happy. He asked his mom. How she knew

Larry burst into the room armed to the eyelash with fire arms. He looked deep into my eyes & said, "Fetch the dragon." "Molly! Someone here to see you." I called out to my sister.

Normally, she would reply quicker than she could wolf down a slice of pie, but today, that was not the case.

The pie that was put in front of her was very large. In fact, it was table size. It also had a live giant squid moving around on it. Despite this she

was determined to finish eating the pie her boyfriend had so lovingly made for her. It was rather difficult to cut up, especially when the pie crust was as thick as her arm and

just as doughy. The filling was sweet, though, like her boyfriend. She sighed as she ate the pie. She had to admit that she didn't love him. In fact, he rather annoyed her, especia

lly his over the top exterior. She thought he tried to hard to appear all apple pie. On the inside, he was molten chocolate lava cake to the core. If only he knew that she liked

chocolate lava cake smeared all over apple pie. That's what really got her out of bed in the morning. She resigned herself to having to accept one or the other from him.

"Umm... thanks?" she replied. "No, wait, wait there's more!" Lined up behind the door were three clowns, a lemur keeper and a mariachi band. It was going to be a long morning.