The ditch lillies rose up to conquer the world for one glorious day.
No sooner had he set foot on the bridge than he saw lying right across his path a huge serpent-dragon.
It's like Forest Bathing, but in an eggplant garden, tended to by silent gnomes.
One fateful day, Sutro Tower came to life and stalked down the hill to attack the Golden Gate Bridge - just as the newspaper writer had foretold.
I really hate how itchy this wool sweater is. I wish someone would knit me one made out of pig intestines instead.
Wonder is the heaviest element on the periodic table, even a tiny fleck of it stops time.
The last thing I remember was waking up in a Taco Bell parking lot wearing a wedding dress and holding a ferret.
The two crows that handle my social media let me know that my fears had come to pass: the rats had breached our defenses and entered the house. Fortunately, they just want to cuddle!
A chandelier of human bones hung from the church rafters presiding over the mass of tourists gawking below, a particularly well-healed lady commented to her companion, “Well isn’t this a gesamtkunstwek!"
He looks like he was the model for the Michael Myers Halloween mask.
When the random guy fell off the cliff, it created A paradox that led to the destruction of the Earth.
Maybe it was just nerves that made our cat pee on the Belgian waffle buffet, but the LSD-laced catnip may have played a part.
No matter how carefully I worded it, the genie kept refusing my wish to steer the comet into the Earth.
Engines don't go fishing. It's too uncomfortable!
I heard a strange sound outside my tent last night and poked my head outside to find a fox stealing my shoes.
The fireflies danced in tune with the constellations while the corn, still sweaty from the hot day, played host to the critters scurrying about the stalks, busy with their nighttime affairs.
Mother and daughter reached longingly for each other, forever just barely separated by a tauntingly Escherian landscape.
The Electric Monk hardly knew what to believe anymore.
It's the famous New York City subway, but made entirely of paper mache, so it must be art.
Our arms sparkled like the stars in the cloudless sky as we gently swept our arms through the warm water of the bioluminescent bay.
