“There’s more to life than steak.” “There’s more!?!?!?”
Author: John Rhea
Zombhard run last news paper of apocalypse
“‘Rooty-tooty fresh and fruity’ was my college nickname.”
“Can you believe it’s not margarine?” “I can.”
What if the aliens gave us their “spam”?
He lost his balance on the political spectrum.
“Winter is coming…” “So is Spring. …and Summer!”
The robin returned but without bringing the Spring.
Three guys from Michigan went fishing, found passwords.
“Stupid morons.” “Few people who say that aren’t.”
“Intergalactic Senate!” “Three guys and a couch?” “Absolutely!”
She wondered if he’d ever really be real.
“The galactic empire demands recompense for canned cheese.”
Sarah stared at the alien. “You want lawyers?”
Then she lost him in the crowd… finally.
He could not handle the arrows of celebrity.
He found hope in all the wrong places.
They wished him well, but did not help.
The actress broke her leg on opening night.
The redundant backup failed with the primary one.
Complaints about teleportation mishaps came in small boxes.