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a alien came laughing towards a man. the

  • a alien came laughing towards a man. the man asked why are you laughing? and the alien told because i think of you being naked and walking around?'
  • 'I wondered the same about you'- the man replied
  • tapping his cigarette case to settle the tobacco.His goatie was split at the bottom & twisted into two blonde plaits."Your not from these parts either, are you?" His gaze was sharp
  • . I felt it as I carried steaming soup bowls to their long, stone table. "Lamb stew, sirs." It was then I saw tiny silver bells dangling from the stranger's plaited, flaxen beard.
  • "Rocktard's me name, and killin's me game." the brash dwarf exclaimed. Rocktard placed his worn battleknife on the stone table and settled in for some lamb stew. There was a rumble
  • y in his tumbley for at least three hours. Rocktard's mouth watered at the sight, but before he could dig in, he had to say grace. "Bless me & this lamb stew, Lord, & and keep me
  • from solid proof that you exist. I bow and scrape to you, your majesty as is your final wish upon this earth: to be reviled as god on earth" the pharoh would be very pleased in my
  • Opinion. Your manifesto on folded stories has just sold it's 792,812th copy. Quite a feat for someone who flunked O levels fifty years ago in Shropshire Commons. I have a copy
  • Of it here in my leprous hands. Could you autograph it for me addressed to my father in hell, please?
  • But instead I just got the finger. I picked it up in my teeth and carried it to Dr. Goodfeel to sew back onto my hand. It was not covered by my insurance. Hell is for lepers.

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