The paternity test results really surprised her father.
Author: John Rhea
Zombhard run last news paper of apocalypse
Ralphie sequentially shot out both of his eyes.
They convicted the clone for template’s bloody murder.
The gray king banished color from his world.
The firehouse dog barked as the rags burned.
Santa Baby came down the chimney again tonight.
The rain clouds passed over the dying land.
The newspaper tried increasing readership printing ransom notes.
“I express myself with tofu sculptures.” “Okay… Mom.”
“I love you, giant box of jerky cupcakes.”
The clone killed his template and their father.
The clone found a life of his own.
The camel enjoyed Wednesday even more than dessert.
“Who’s got a case of the Mondays?” “Everyone.”
Some days Sadness is my best friend forever.
“You were right.” “I was left.” “Right again.”
The excess didn’t satisfy his need for more.
The junk drawer had everything he didn’t need.
He jumped into the pool of red Jello.
“Red rover, red rover, send communist canines over.”