'Elvis's penis?' cried the time traveling cyber-cop.
"Yeah? Well, I've got Nixon's nose!" shouted the robo-cook.
"Oh yeah? Beat this!"
We all stared at the diamond Bitchin' Body Parts card the Kid had slapped onto the table, shocked.
No way we could beat Evil Editor's muttonchops.
--Khazar-khum (1st sentence: Whirlochre)[image error]
Published on July 04, 2010 07:22