It always starts like this. Shy flirtations,

It always starts like this. Shy flirtations, forming private jokes. We smile at each other from across the table and look away quickly. Nobody seems to notice, so I nudge his foot

with mine and he winces, not yet used to the feel of my prosthetic limb. I could've chosen a lighter, more practical material, but my mahogany toes with their deep brown colour are

just what the doctor ordered. My tenant keeps inviting herself over and begging to touch it.I find it quite liberating when the dark rich texture of my third

extremely warty. It looked like a giant five-fingered Lego. In fact, I went inside and got my Darth Maul Lego set and started attaching pieces to her hand. What occurred was

not entirely unexpected from the eyes of a child but looking back as an adult I realize that some laws of nature must have severly bent to explain it. Once Darth Maul took shape

of a bucket of water - using his Wonder Twins powers he stole after killing the twins with a set of chopsticks and stealing their rings.

It was quite a collection he had, the Green Lantern's, that Hobbit's, the Wonder Twins', and even Underdog's. He wore them all on one hand. He was intimidating, until the Wraiths

showed up with their class rings from Mordor Preparatory School. "These gems came from the Mines of Moria," the Wraiths boasted. Overcome with envy, the ring collector drew his

portrait on a cocktail napkin, and whispered consolations into its ear. "There there, you will have prettier gems soon. Just wait..." But anger clenched his fist and crumpled the