“Get-out-of-jail-free cards don’t work in our prison system.”
Author: John Rhea
Zombhard run last news paper of apocalypse
He shredded on his guitar far too literally.
The three-legged zombie dog fetched his own leg.
His macaroni art did not win her over.
The dishwasher came to life, asked for wages.
The blue whale moaned. The alien moaned back.
The manticore and the gryphon attacked his imagination.
“Aren’t you the cwutest wittle ting?”
“No, Sir.”
“The Society of Mythical Creatures finds you… believable.”
“If you could time travel— Where’d he go?”
“That nut doesn’t fall far from the tree.”
The clock stopped while he stole her time.
She fell in love with thoughts of him
“Snitches get stitches.”
“Yeah, but canaries get berries!”
In the fifth dimension they are always late.
“An accountant’s dozen is everyone’s dozen, but you.”
James wore “the” suit to his birthday party.
Steve the Battle Cat lived in New Jersey
He followed her into the darkness on Twitter.
He took her trembling hand, “Where’s the bathroom?”