Have you heard of Guatemalan worry dolls?

Have you heard of Guatemalan worry dolls? They work like this - you tell them each a worry before bed and put the dolls under your pillow. In the morning, your worries are gone.

But the Guatemalan worry dolls had nothing on the Israeli kvetching bubbie dolls. You tell them your problems before bed and they instantly retort, "You think YOU'VE got problems?

YOU ain't seen nothing ..." and then would drone on and one until you were sure to fall asleep, hit with stressful nightmares. He wished his grandmother had never thrown away that

storybook. It would have cut way down on the ad libs, magic tricks, impromptu dance that accompanied his stories. But that was grandpa. One last smile before his face melted aflame

while he lead the group. He was Grand Marshall of the Vancouver Gay Pride parade. At first, it sort of creeped me out. But now Grandpa and his partner Grandpa are the best

sex toy jugglers there, hurling their otherwise taboo wares between the two Grand Marshal cars that followed the dykes on bikes. Their surprise was even greater when

throwing fits like Mr. Fitzpatrick. They were lactic, extruding acid, and oil that made their blood start to boil lest they get foiled by the police hiding underneath the soil.

and up through the ground came a troubling brood, covered in oil, black mold, & lactating too,Texas banshees,hillbilly Kinfolk &Grannie too & gave 'em a heap of zombie hospitality!

"The Beverly Hills Have Eyes" horror sitcom was a hit. Soon other shows followed suit: "Gilligan's Island of Dr. Moreau" "Petticoat Junction of the Dead." Money was rolling in.