“Climate change is real,” squawked the lady scientist to an auditorium crammed full of human sheep who didn’t question a word she said. “And I can ‘prove’ it.”
The millennial squirmed, but there was no entitling her way out of the firm grip of reason.
Gunnar Þór Magnússon
Tanner was triggered once again, but a microaggression wouldn’t stop him this time.
It was autumn, and the last leaf of liberty had fallen from the tree of tyranny onto the dirt of destruction.
This is the story of how I found my Father in Heaven, but it begins with my mommy, lying back as the cruel forceps tore apart my still forming yet passionately beating human heart.
Tagg could scarce believe his young eyes as they met the feast laid out richly before him: all manner of mealbreads, ripest canteloons, and—by the Star!—an entire bandersnort, carved and dripping.
Dudley was a magician (not a wizard like in those Harry Potter books, and also he didn’t have a wand like in them), who was poor.
Neera was a born disruptor, ready to take things and make them 2.0.
Thornmill Greyeyes was a proud elf. His ears stood proud, his cock stood proud, but most of all his heart stood proud as he watched his bride mince down the isle with her ravishingly good looks.
Once upon a time, there lived a beautiful princess named Annabelle. She had lovely golden locks and sensuous blue eyes—a sparkling Aryan jewel, just like you! :)
The mists ran like dew over her green-eyed scarlet locks.
His tired blue-eyed gaze hit the lanky blonde and then turned to the brunette.
These liberated chestnut curls framed a handsome face made twice as radiant by the mysteries surely waiting just behind those light green eyes.
The Overton Window by Glenn Beck
I slanted my eyes down to meet her big brown ones, which were slanted up.
Poison à la Carte by Rex Stout
The new client’s titties could make a grown man cry a river, and Detective Johnson was in his own personal Pacific Ocean of sexy.
“I’ve got a feline these cats didn’t know what they unleashed when they picked a bone with me,” snarled Rex Steele, chief dogtective of the Paws Angeles Petlice Department. “This time, it’s fursonal.”
Hashtags of the murder were all over my newsfeed.
“Yeah,” I said as he asked if my beautiful wife got murdered yesterday (she did).
Simon has been friends with Darkness for a long time, like in the song “The Sound of Silence” by the protagonist’s namesake & Garfunkel.
This is my coming-of-age story. Not literally, like the movie “Big”, starring Tom Hanks, or the movie “13 Going On 30”, starring Jennifer Garner, although those are both good movies.
1. YOU, the Anagramancer, stare down the invading MANTICORE: Will you ROMANCE IT (turn to 123), give it CREMATION (turn to 213), or summon EROTIC MAN (turn to 312)?
His steel-corded muscles pressed into her body, so close there was scarcely room to breathe beneath the pillowy swell of her breasts.
The hot Florida sun battered my recently bruised shoulders that were a part of the activities where my virginity was lost.
“The time was now and the location was here; I’m ready,” thought nubile, 18-year-old Jenny as she lay fertilely on Johnny’s bed, blithely unready for the future.
Normally Frank was as happy as the next guy to have an erection, meaning very happy, but this was ridiculous.
Sixty Days and Counting by Kim Stanley Robinson
I first laid eyes on her at a mutual friend’s wedding. Her body shone through her dress; it wasn’t unbecoming, but you could see enough.
She wanted to be loved like most women do, but was mostly ignored like the Alpini in the 12th Isonzo-Battle.
“I’m breaking up with you”—her words shot into my heart, like bullets from the gun that her mouth was like.
Her wit was sharp like a lawnmower blade—it could cut you down to size (which she could adjust, like a lawnmower).
“Oh no,” Alex gasped when realization crashed over her like the ocean wave soon to be killing her.
Like the Jews, the corals of the Great Barrier Reef observe a lunar calendar.
The Sixth Extinction by Elizabeth Kolbert
“Ah, little Abu,” sighed wisely the Master as his eyes roved the desert sands. “When will it be that the Muslim, the Christian, and the Jew learn to listen together to the sound of the wind?”
Just as the equine bott fly invades its host equus to inject its larvae, Ted’s glowing aura now infected Mary’s every thought.
“I only wish He would understand me like you do,” Rebecca sighed, twirling her fingers not only through her auburn hair but also the horse’s.
There she was, staring at the sunset, wondering why it was blue… then she remembered she was staring at it through the sad filter of her tears.
Almo gripped the hysteric female. “Tranquilize yourself!”
The newly single Macho Man certainly wasn’t ready for the pain caused when Miss Elizabeth hit him with an elbow from the emotional top ropes.
The rain was pouring, but I cried harder, my tears sweeping away into the gutter where I belonged.
Susan drank water, the liquid of life, unaware that soon death would be hers.
A.R. Van Rhyn
The day began like any other. My alarm clock rang at 6:51 a.m. and James Brown told me that he felt good—he knew that he would. If only I myself had known that later, I would not feel good.
“So the ‘establishment’ likes opera, huh?” I thought to myself. That’s when I had the epiphany that started it all. “Well, let's see how they handle a rock opera!”
G0bl1n always told me: “You can’t speedrun life, Ph4z0r; not even tool-assisted.”
It was too peaceful out here, surrounded by the vacuum of space and with only the continual hum of the twin ion drives breaking the silence.
Wild Space: Star Wars Legends (The Clone Wars)
She turned to her side and watched the people nearest to her, starting the process of listening.
anonymous entrant quoting a friend’s story
Some time before the Mega-Quake of ’26 erased Neo-Tokyo from the Matrix, the first unsuspecting CEO was sitting in his New Nippon garden enjoying his ’trodes when he was downloaded by the enemy.
Rim by Alexander Besher
When settlers first came to the shores of North America, they found several things. They found a land inhabited by an exotic people that was rich in resources and in wolves.
Managing Our Natural Resources