Archive for 6月, 2010
Zombie attacks are becoming more and more frequent throughout the country. Your billiard room could be your last line of defense. Learn how to protect yourself and your family with what you have in your billiard room from any potential zombie threats.
So what would happen if actor Robin Williams had sex with a rhinoceros and fathered a half-breed child? That’s the question posed by The Ultimate Unholy Halfbreed, and that’s the question foremost on my mind when I received my review copy of the book.
We all know the ‘Once Upon a Time’ tale of Cinderella – but few know of her sibling, Sendafella – a desperately neglected wannabe hero. Here is your chance to learn and wonder just how things could have been…
In my lifetime, I’ve seen an incredible assortment of popular rear view mirror hanger-things. Of course, there’s the fuzzy dice (timeless), the CD (I think extra popular in the mid 90s), the wad (the cluster of so much stuff you don’t know what’s in there, popular in the early 90s), the graduation tassel, garter belt (sexy), and the forever favorite tree shaped scented dangly.
Got change? Most jeans come with the coveted change pocket. Great for trips to the supermarket when you need a quick dollar for the trolley slot.
The Kido-Manual is a powerful book. It describes the life and death of Hudbrand Kido, ruler of Ritt, king of Diddymex. The inhabitants of the small town of Firewater led their lives as dictated by the Kido-Manual.
Peter used to play a word association game when he was hiking alone. This time he had found a link between ‘map’ and ‘delicious turkey.’ He sat down under an oak tree, and was surprised to discover the firm link between ‘map’ and ‘hard to swallow and definitely not delicious.’
Kids nowadays love to surf the internet, play video games, listen to music and sit down and watch a movie. Getting them to sit down and read a book can be an impossible feat without creating a war. Why is reading so important for a child?
Armand was watching the evening news when he discovered the piece of plywood in his pocket. No one but his wife had access to his pants, and she had no reason to put it there. And he knew that he hadn’t put it there himself.
