The pineapple told of loss and more loss.
Genre: Comedy
The Zombie crumpled when I revealed my website.
“How about we start over? Hello, I’m Turd…”
She thought he was totally crazy… crazy right.
“The stars and planets aligned!” “You’re astronomically stupid.”
“Wanna play a game?” “Yes, the go-clean-your-room game.”
Through the telescope, he saw stars, Hollywood stars.
“Grandma said I could!” “Grandma’s not here, Dad.”
“Surely, you can fix it.” “Maybe,” Shirley said.
He tried saving her in fewer words, but—
The rudder got stuck. They turned left forever.
Martians fought to control the Mars bars brand.
“Donuts are just so amazing,” said the Munchkin.
My rage was only eclipsed by my three-year-old’s.
She smiled at me …then I farted …loudly.
“I was in the bathroom for the evacuation.”
“Yes, he’s a jerk, but he’s my jerk”
“You. Drive. Me. Crazy. Isn’t real sign language.”
“We’re full, Sir.” “Does President Washington agree?” “Yes.”
“And that’s what I’d call a space potato.”