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The road is too narrow
for both of us to walk on,
The sea is to small
for us to swim.

What story am I?

What story am I?

What story am I?

What story am I?

“There was a time I would never do something like this…”

The pilot handed me a helmet and ignored my rambling.

I believe in karma.

Come get your kicks
on Route 66

You’ll be the center of the mix
Where big cars hit the sticks
on Route 66

It was up to him to complete the mission. Failure was not an option.

“Where’s Serendipity?”

“One guess.”

“It’s confirmed. The call came from the widow’s house.” Hawkman said.

Bobby poked his tiny head around the corner and saw the man with the metal fingers pointing one, long silvery one at his daddy. Daddy looked pale, scared even.

Even the dusty butterflies and swaying tree had felt the need to pause and reflect on the power of love’s spell.

So, where do the candidates stand on all the gay rights issues in the coming election? Here is a little re-cap to make your voting a little bit easier…

Who here can claim that driving is power?
Probably all you who call this rush hour.

She lay slumped over, twitching. Popping up, she crawled toward me on all fours, her eyeballs pitch black.

#9 – If I were you, I’d be reading this right now.

...when it comes to American government and politics, God, the Bible and Religion have nothing to do with it…

...what The Simpsons did was to lampoon both hardcore religion and same-sex marriage to show how extremists on both ends can get carried away…