The Strange Case of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Jekyll
I had been changed into the hideous Mister Jekyll. That’s right... I WAS NO LONGER A DOCTOR!!!
I had been changed into the hideous Mister Jekyll. That’s right... I WAS NO LONGER A DOCTOR!!!
That was dumb. You broke your toe on a cheap desk. Inhale. Clear your mind of that very stupid thing you did. Exhale. Stupid.
Slang names for pickleball include lazy tennis, geriatric badminton, and "a weak excuse to drink Gatorade."
I’m sorry you have broader personal or political issues you haven’t resolved, but those have nothing to do with the ways I’ve been killing you guys.
Sorry, say that again? Your boys were doing what? They were “hopping” on you?
Kit is just as ready to play as she is to teach your little one about life during the Great Depression!
Our previous policy of zero in-office hawk attacks has been slightly adjusted to a new policy of many hawk attacks.
In the beginning, my friends didn’t want to come over and play, saying that my new games were “weird” and “hard to play” and “haunting.”
Peabody, Maynard, Wantwit, Athol, Muckspout: fastest route to Muckspout or scathing flurry of insults?
From the moment that Santa delivered Moo Moo to you under the artificial Christmas tree, Moo has felt smothered.
Not "thinning out." Not "George Costanza-ing." Nope. You're going full-on, sunscreen on your scalp, brain-practically-exposed BALD.
What’s your motive for second-guessing me every second of every day? Every week, we go through the same rigamarole.