The third most over-rated person after Bono and Sofia Vergara.
William Shakespeare stopped writing. He had to. He dipped his quill in the ink jar and looked up to the heavens. It was the day he feared most. He had officially made acquaintances with the dreaded writer’s block. He muttered, “So this be the feeling of emptiness.”
She was fortunate that she lived in a world where reflections were abolished.
It was the annual block party for Leavitt Avenue. A group of apparent new mothers gathered around a keg of Tecate Lite®. It was the farthest point from the horrendous Cure tribute band, Why Can’t I Be You? As if synchronized, each woman looked away from her phone focusing on Valerie. She cleared her throat realizing the need to project her timid peep.
The origin of “dilly dilly” can be traced to Norse gods and bears.
Magno-Man lifted his stein of the hoppiest ale and bellowed, “For the past fortnight, I waged war and defeated the Malevolent Eleven on the planet Bleek. In thus doing so, I saved two galaxies!” There was no doubt his story was true, for his unitard was tattered and he reeked appropriately for one not showering for two weeks.
Batman Secret Files: Moe AKA Moe, Vicious without conscience, stooge. Lethal with a pie.
Previously on The Brave And The Bold Presents: The Batman® And The Three Stooges®: Shemp picked up the phone on the first ring. “Hello? Yes! Yes! YES! No! No.” He hung up the phone.
Moe, impatient as ever, “What was it?”
Shemp smirked, “Wrong number.” Moe responded with a sharp slap to the face.
And now, Part 2, And Then There’s Moe.
The sound of a switchblade and a motorbike.
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