Lucinda Blackwell left her husband where

Lucinda Blackwell left her husband where she first met him -- in a dumpster on Harbor Street. A few days later, a couple of detectives came calling and asked some tough questions,

about waste disposal. Municipal recycling plainclothesman Gouly asked "Miss Blackwell, do you realize it's a fineable offense to dispose of a body without donating the organs?"

"Magnifico! Everything!" Everyday, in meeting the product there's always something on a spiral to the hungry.

Spiral cut hams. That's what Gepetto sold. Ever since Pinocchio had become a real boy, he'd graduated with BA in communications, now he was jobless and back home. Gepetto had to

work triple shifts down at the ham shop just to keep a roof over Pinocchio's head while he was off gallivanting around Pleasure Island at all hours of day and night. Gepetto

week-old left overs with the excitement of a famished teenager. The "nourishment" sent him straight to

interplanetary orbit. He soared and dipped in the shimmering ether. His heart battered in his chest when the moons of Saturn and Jupiter waved and cheered to see his radiant glory.

"Hey there! Oh, hi there!" he waved back at his adoring fans. Taking a sidelong look at Venus, he was distracted enough to miscalculate his orbital speed. Why was Russia coming so

close to him? If they didn't watch out, they were going to crash right into one another! It was bad enough when those sloth aliens stuck flags into him, but this..!? KABLOOSH!!!