It Wasn't Enough To Be Kidnapped, I

I Thought About Making Biscuits, But There Seemed To Be More Than Enough Calories On Board.

There Was Enough Tension In The Room To Send A Fleet Of The Nervous Running For Their Tranquilizers.

God Bless The American Spectator.

You Won't Find A Vampire In A Ford Fiesta

I Don't Like Having Feelings," Eric Said Coldly, And He Left. That Was A Tough Exit Line To Top.