Once upon a time there was a tomato with googly eyes and a mustache that was sold on the shelves next to the Mr and Mrs Potatoe head dolls and came alive when people weren't watching. These dolls weren't very popular because they were squishy and therefore hard to play with.

Elaine and George had planned to meet at the diner. They were surprised to find that it was now a chain drugstore. They went to Starbucks instead. Elaine asked “have you heard anything from Kramer since he left the city?” George sighed. “Yeah, he’s gone off the deep end.”

“Vroom vroom” said the ostrich sadly. “I need three more characters to post this.”

Reid walked through the doors of the official Coachella Tragedy Memorial. As she snuck into the restaurant, getting past the workers, she felt no remorse. Instead, she programmed the speakers to play the music that, 7 years ago, hijacked some people’s heads. This piece? It made

Da war eine Geschichte voller Sachen und so

In evenings like this I think of her. In evenings like this I feel suffocated with thoughts of her departure. After 146 days of floating in space on my own, I still cannot shake the bitter farewell playing a torturous loop in my head.

Příběh, jež Vám budu nyní vyprávět se vskutku udál, jakkoliv se tomu nechce věřit.

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She seemed tired and her gaze was always lost on the horizon, but she was alert. Her long dark hair fell to her narrow waist to rest in a small cage where she reclined. Inside was me.

It's early morning. You wake up in your bed, covered in sweat. Unsure, if it had been just an exciting dream or a nightmare you try to catch your breath.

Your head keeps aching, you’re 28 and an estranged lover who has had his drinks spiked and has been stabbed with EpiPens (both times at the movie theater!), personally attacked by your phone, a- Wait! Wait! No, no, no! You’re a writer who writes dumb phone stories on the internet

I'm the “smart” guy, at least that's what everyone calls me. I have many other skills and hobbies but I get the “smart” label just because I get straight A’s, it's not hard for me you know? I don’t even pay much attention, I just catch up with the subject at the last chance.

Today I woke up feeling extremely out of it, I drank too much the night before. This was the start of my first AND LAST hangover.

In a hole, a very deep hole, the deepest hole, of the deepest holey holes, lived a hole, within that hole, lived a mole, in a hole that was deep, the mole, in the deep hole, the deepest hole, of the holey holes, named vole, never felt whole, all because of that time

We were in the sketchiest part of town. The doors opened and the scent of beer, stale pizza and tobacco permeated into our souls. The sign said music instrument swap, but this was by no means an adequate description. Two hookers, looking thicc and fot immediately hit on us. Weird

Brayden looked down at the 'thing'. It was dotted with holes, gave off a stink, and there was yellow liquid spreading from underneath it. Even for 50 cents, Brayden wouldn't dare touch it. Then, suddenly, Freya walked up to him. "Yeah, I like cheese too. It looks delicious, eh?"

As the creature studied the photograph it studied the woman as well, almost as if comparing the similarities and differences. It appeared to be her. In the background a frowny-faced young man with two other men, one clown and the other, aloof, but all looking to belong somewhere.

I held the shield as close to my chest as possible, and my sword stretching out towards the emperor. His face was barely scratched by the men before me, were they weak? I didn't care, I had to kill this man, who knew what he was to do if I did not end his rule.

Rydel the elf sat on his makeshift bed and tossed and turned in his attempt to fall sleep. “Go to bed, Rydel.” Herein grumbled, half awake.

"Ladies and gentlemen, we are not here to entertain you. We will not banter or strut or preen or flirt. We will do one thing and one thing only. We will rearrange your brains via your eardrums. One, two, three, four!" Then a wall of sound crashed onto the crowd.

A.E.T's heart had been broken once more. Her head felt like it was going to explode while her heart fell into millions of small shattered pieces. As she sits in her bed, hopelessly typing this, she wonders if she will ever find someone that won't betray her and love her.

Sonic dies of death and it's very sad :(

The party ship crashed into the planet of no parties. Miraculously, all of the inhabitants of the party ship survived, thanks to their ginormous automatic airbag system they invented prior to losing their minds to the booze. When they walked out they decided to throw a new party.

The office break room was more crowded than usual. Molly sidestepped the group of colleagues standing around the water cooler and made her way to the fridge. She searched the fridge for her leftovers in vain. “Hey! Who ate my pasta!” Molly shouted accusingly.

The Montblanc villagers were now searching around the village, flipping many a barrel and a table, to try to find any clues to Santa's secret identity so they could get the giant teddy bear. The Christmas spirit was back in the form of a mystery that they could bond over.

When we answered that call, we were in this place with a phone named Meadow. She was the phone upriaimfdjslaOhjJn8/7– Booting MeadowOS.….

actually a prosecutor with a backbone, ready to surprise arrest them after a decade of evidence-building, preparing to be blackmailed, and getting Glorbinski and Scot Free to let their guards down. Bennie clapped his hands. The partiers all drew their guns. "You're under arrest."

After months of hiding, I'm back in the Hollow. I can sense that Quinn has been here. I can smell it. A figure appears out of nowhere, questioning me with a southern accent. A vampire. "What do you want?" He asked me after I told him I was looking for Quinn. "Help." I stared.

"9-1-1, what's your emergency?" The woman on the other end asked me. As Jackson continued with his seizure, I panicked, trying to tell her that he was scaring me. She sent an ambulance and stayed on the line with me, telling me to remain calm. They took him with Lulu in the back.

Oskar just decided to stay on his friend’s house without asking him. He took his laptop, power on the TV and started writing. Suddenly he heard a big noise on the attic. He quickly went to take a look and he could heard the laughter of a baby.…