Unbeknownst to the headmaster, Timothy had managed to sneak a cold rat and cranberry sauce sandwich into assembly and was charging a penny a bite.
Dr. Pockless was proud to be chosen for Damien Hirst’s latest work, but hadn’t thought through the consequences
Though it was undoubtedly novel, Trinny and Susannah felt that “What Not To Think” was a lame spinoff.
it was a dark and stormy night, and acid rain could be heard pelting the roof of the grounded spaceship – if it could even be called a spaceship anymore, its hull having sustained such damage in an atmospheric firefight that it didn’t “land” so much as “crash,” utterly leveling a colony of nuclear exposure victims, the lepers of the twenty-second century.
All of us want to know what happens to Eric in the end
The vertical cross-section of Dr Pockless’ head provided much food for thought among the Uborkites.
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