The surface of the water was littered with

The surface of the water was littered with bodies; twenty to thirty meters out. It was his twelfth birthday, but it was time. He walked out onto the ripples, resurrecting them

by jamming 1.21 jigawatts of electricity into the pond. The frogs turned over like a thousand little RC cars. Doc Brown had finally become the Jesus of the frogs. His first step

electrocuted him. Meanwhile, the goatfooted balloon man whistled far and wee ("in just" e.e. cummings) before belching out his

name in a manner that sounded like a cat expelling a hairball. The odor of perfumed talcum powered filled the room and

Bubbles Deveaux set to writing her latest romance novel, "Savage Loving Pirate." She was in a swashbuckler period -- her seria lheroine Lilly had shtupped about 35 eye-patched men

after stowing away on a pirate ship and sleeping her through the crew 'til she'd layed all but the Captain, but he and his parrot were inseparable. Lilly liked one-eyed men and Cap

certainly fit the bill, sporting a forest green eyepatch tipped at a rakish angle, but he only had eyes - well, eye - for his beloved Polly. What had she got that Lilly hadn't?

She had a big beautiful corvette that he loved to drive at top speed around town. He couldn't wait to

take it down to the motor speedway and get up to 150 MPH around those sharp turns. The next day he got in the corvette and drove down to the motor speedway but when he got there

he saw a little button on the gear shift. By the time he said "What does this do?" the car jettisoned him at 3gs. The mushroom cloud was seen for miles.