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Mel Chow
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It used my eyes to watch.

"That's no moon!" screamed Neil Armstrong.

Mom! I had a nightmare! See?!

They turn the sun off tomorrow.

They waited for sunrise. And waited...

I vote for sentient Lawrence zombie.

I'll say the Doctor's name. It's

The Universe died. He did not.

For Sale: Baby skin, never worn.

Here lies Lawrence: The zombies won.

While Drak called up the Preserve's security protocols on its screen, Rebel Yell started scrolling through the holographic projections, looking for the perfect one to wear. She had been researching monsters from baseline mythology: men with pointy beards and cloven hooves, bald creatures with batwings on their backs

Why he say sleep bad means more the dumbing?

Me for playing Grand Theft Car Fifth One no the sleep time to have now.

Is that your advice to all potential drowning victims? "Drink it away!"

Freddy would've just taken a shot, stood up, belted out "The Show Must Go On," and called it a day.

"This is a hoax." the astronaut said.

The irony was that time no longer existed after the Big Contraption, when the universe collapsed into itself and space was the only dimension left. Strange as it was, everything in the universe was drawn together and clustered in the length of one planck.

By the time I arrived at the coordinates, my stomach was wailing like the banshee of ancient myth. I had no time for food, even though my fridge was as empty as the rest of my chilly basement apartment. Nor could I force myself to endure the interminable wait to recharge the suit that kept my decrepit body intact.

Everything went to the dogs once the car appeared.

Well, that's not entirely true for Mr. Anderson Swift, junkyard attendant. Forty-six years of life on planet Earth, and there wasn't a single day he could recall that hadn't been spent in the proverbial dog pit : An orphan from day one that no one wanted, passed

A man in a white lab coat stood in his kitchen. He sipped on the glass of orange juice and leaned back on the counter. He momentarily turned his attention to a window facing the street. Outside a woman ran screaming down the sidewalk with her baby in her arms. Seconds behind her, two giant slug-like monsters in tacky

Right. So I dabble in the Occult. Based on this article I must be a real Wizard. Yea!