Pues , finalmente Sura , fué a recoger a

Pues , finalmente Sura , fué a recoger a su hijo , despues que terminará , las calses. Al llegar , había visto aquel niño entristecido sentado al costado de la carretera.Llegó.

Was all that Vicente Fox said when he drunk by the pool. He'd puked a little and some of it was floating near the beach balls. Ever since he was Mexico's president he'd

done absolutely nothing different from his previous job as a bouncer for a bar in Tijuana. Nobody noticed the difference, not even Obama when they met at

in the secret passageway deep within the bowels of the White House. Only him, Obama and Lincoln's ghost were present on that fateful day when

all the bowls of Rhode Island clam chowder went missing. Obama and ghost-Lincoln guided his quest through the secret White House crawlspace for a hotplate, spoons & ladles ready.

dog to begin fornicating with the cat. Human sacrifice, mass hysteria, real end-of-the-world type stuff. But in one quiet corner of Manhattan, Dr. Venkman turned to the young co-ed

& whispered a mysterious message in a language she had never heard: "Cummotendi," Dr. Venkman said, pointing to the sky. "Talimali estra." The co-ed shook her pretty little head &

it came off. Dr. Venkman picked up her head & raised it to the heavens as sacrifice. The humming began then & got louder & louder until a blue beam shot down from above.Dr. Venkman

shouted: "Egon, watch out!" But Spengler, in that more placidly humourous than calculated way he seemed to have