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

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.