What did Baby Banana say to Mister Banana?
never went back
to correct or change a line.
I say say goldarn the torpedoes, and slip into some working man’s clothes.
‘This mindless waste of an entire genre,’ wept one onlooker.
once, recently, you walked by a woman, who always sleeps at the very same place in a street, who keeps hiding her face, who was this time busy speaking all alone
Ruby and Trotsky run into the bleak landscape, only to tumble into an ice crevice, stumbling directly onto the ancient lost cult of Ice Dogs!
Did you know that many industrial grade bird feeds do not guarantee birds will hang up your laundry for you?
Dr. Don Markenbaldi, one-time Contemporary American Literature prof, three-time PET/Payfung Prize winner spends most of his time while esconced behind his large walnut desk in his study completely commando back there.
The Magic Land Carousel is dispatched to different places around the world to bring happiness and laughter to sad children.
MA: It just kept going until one day the story itself decided that it wanted to end. At that moment, the book ended. The characters rested.
‘Yes we have hired Little People for our garages, they are tremendous workers.’
Good Boy and I used to do tons of crack!