Finished Folds (1521—1540)
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2I had saved the fish bones I could have ground them up with a little epoxy and made me some new choppers. Or maybe not. My old hands shook as I flipped through the photo albums, re
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5Stevie. He also had a pretty cool mountain stronghold and was the last scion of destitute nobles. But Captain Carpathia lacked any notable superpowers, except for
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5r." Marsha glared at me over her latte moustache. "And you just let Mister Skinny Jeans go?" I looked away. I preferred the desert of loneliness. And guys with leg muscles. My fr
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6the garrulous and the editorially constipated. Semicolon marauders barreled in from the west. We were out of options. The Backspacers scrambled their F11s. Cap's lock on the
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4le knew the gelatinous pyramids of Stapledon's Mars would be willing to persuade the unwilling ladies, but those days were gone and the pyramids were few. The Prophet of Earth
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4item if he swallowed enough air before inhaling the poor dancing tater-tot. But even the Journal of Irreproducible Results would not publish the story, for the sake of his family.
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3"Grand Moff Tarkin," said the wheezy one. "Please advise the kitchen crew that your Dark Lord would like something other than Spam Imperial Tacos now and then." Tarkin's cheekbones
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3Himself, because He was obviously doing Everything wrong. My Cosmic-eyed Neighbor seemed Mildly Amused at the Minister, and suggested patio lights and show tunes, perhaps Twister f
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1then, for his lean young body, for his uniform, for his sponsorships. Pro paintballing was like sperm competition as performance art. But now he just painted their curves in his
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2opened the antiquated but innocent-looking tin of sardines that my uncle Martin of the late Chelmsworth, England, had bequeathed to me. I had glanced at his notes, but was eager to
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5atic implants appeared in my phantom limbs. This twisted my mind. I was bodiless. I needed something to hold onto. I looked at my hands to awaken from the horrid nightmare,
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4When transmat became cheap and reliable he couch-surfed around the globe. But even with friends he often stayed in a corner, bandages still on his head. One evening, though, he
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3that had been approved by the estate of Msgr. Vincent Price. Well, the product didn't produce much of a tingle, but if you squeezed it, you might very well say "Jambalaya!"
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6As he motored along the freeway, it occurred that he couldn't think of any fast-food chain serving some kind of distinctive Canadian cuisine. But he did enjoy the subtle and snarky
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4Senator Alistair Jumba and his relatives had ruled Jumba Jumba Land for centuries. So when the Boku Toku Party gained control of parliament, he immediately plotted to have them all
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2from 3D responded. "But I can see the pallid piranha worms from the other dimensions circling your balding head," the single-eyed resident told the apt manager before retreating to
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8Gotham radio tower. Meroni and his guys were waiting. Meroni didn't like being confused with Moroni, and he told Derek as much to his face, repeatedly. Mormons, Scientologists -- w
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2Burroughs rang up Borges on his clatterdemalion. "Do you have anything to do with this? This is like my cut-up game, but I wonder about some of the source texts." Borges was in the
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2They all chuckled politely, but still. Sparks from the campfire rose into the autumn night. Eric nuzzled Catey. "Come on, The Green Man needs some Green Goddess." The woods
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7stool I was sitting on and banged my head on the floor. I was seeing stars. Heck, I could see Vegas! But the Jekyll app invigorated me. I somersaulted and entered the Big Apple, in