A young man with a wandering eye walked up to The MAn With No NAme and handed him a note. With a curt not went on his way.
The Dick is Limp. Permanent. The Man With No NAme raised a brow and began to wonder what had happened. He crumpled the note and flicked it towards the ground, it vaporised before it hit. "What is it my Dearest?" inquired The LAme Dame With The Same Name. "Just business, My Love, just business." he said "Another Daquiri, Love?" he smiled. |
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A Story : by Many Pens
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Phil E. Peeno stepped off the shuttle onto the busy spacedock and headed towards customs. He was quite a nondescript little fellow but then that was the idea.
"The sooner I get this job done the better," he thought. "There are way too many people seemingly interested in me at the moment." he mused. "Passports, Have your passports ready!" the Lo Ming Officer barked. |
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A to Z Television Shows
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Flintstoned
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zimmer
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Name A Song A-Z - part 2
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Mmm Mmm Mmm
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A to Z Television Shows
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Smallville
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yessum
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wobbler
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unnerved
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Come on In - part 59
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Yowza yowza yowza...
Howza y'all doin? |
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A Story : by Many Pens
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Dude whistled and a rat faced little man emerged from a secret panel in the wall.
"Yeth Thir?" he lisped weasily. "You have images of Johnny and those two dames?" asked Dude Droog Pyew nodded. "Then follow Johnny, make sure he does his job and keep tabs on those dames." Droog scurried out the door... |
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Something inside The Dick snapped, no longer capable of coherent thought, he began to grind his teeth...
Unbeknown to him the Unknown Operative had a cyanide capsule tooth implanted in his jaw... Frank N. Curt's mouth began to foam as he convulsed and fell of his mount, dead before he hit the ground. |
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quitting
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error
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man
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