fortressemitting radiation from the secret factions fortress, Ongoono Wompay ruthlessly mocks the senior service body.
‘patience . . . stay strong’ he thinks to himself in an effort to block his mind

longleylongley brown and hairy; it must have occurred in transit.
could it without embellishment evolve in such a manner?
it isn’t something easy to accept, but then, who wouldn’t.

shiny trottersit just didn’t seem right, lounging in a bikini with shiny trotters on the chocolate gardening furniture. Belkman stepped over and put the herring back into the freezer.

gyrationparalytic log manure discharged of the haulages impel-pistons as the hairy kelp creatures lobbed globules of it into the ether, forfeiting any promise of gyration.

codrain washed away the beautiful remains of the burlington sock leaving the cod behind, twitching and leaping in the puddle.

Nebulaastronaut Reeb Felting’s cathartic implorations of the Trogon Nebula left him highly uninspired. ‘how much longer do I have to go through with this?’ he mused.
the immune debulizer hummed soothingly.
this could have been the perfect moment.
he coughed in an effort to dislodge the piece of peanut stuck in his tonsil.

baby powder“I really want this american job” the thing said.
to him it looked like a man sized baby powder receptacle.
he pondered, just for a fraction to long, what he was supposed to do next.