Starbucks' incessant "buzzing" came to a

Starbucks' incessant "buzzing" came to a dead halt. Even the steam seemed to shut up for a minute. The shadow from the doorway blanketed the shop. Sasquatch stood hulking in line

his wooly chest and forgot all her irritation at the ridiculous order. She began steaming the skim milk while making conversation with the hunkalicious Hecaitomixw

-atcher. "So what other demons have you stalked?" "I got some pix of Mara picking his nose. I sold them to O Magazine to pay off art school." He dug through a pile. "Here's Orobas

and his many Bras." "C'mon, man, you know I don't follow O News anymore. The creator of that lewd Oscar is insulting us by ignoring the obvious statement of his 'art'." True.

and truth and truism. He really enjoyed sitting around his house conjugating root words ad infinitem. This was especially true since he just found out he had THE PLAGUE

or was it plagiarism? It was like a disease how he would ruffle through the dictionary searching for diction. He was using tact for tactics and warming to war.

With this realization that the shnozberries Really tasted like shnozberrie and that grandpa really could walk. It was all a sham, a sham called life.

I refused to play any more. I'd had enough. I closed the garage door and all the windows, got in the car and started it up. Turned on the radio to pass the time. KZPR was playing

and it made realize what a wonderfull world this is afterall you can always change the station or turn the radio off.So full of choices this world.I came inside and had a sandwich.