“What big teeth you had!” cried Little Red Riding Hood, tasting the grandma carcass soup.
“Porridge!” she shouted wildly, she too having forgotten the safe word.
Jeff drank to forget the pain, which he remembered by eating. Turns out, Jeff has Crohn’s.
“It was like taking candy from a baby,” the doctor thought as he walked down the infantile diabetes ward.
The young man, with the confidence of a horny gazelle, strutted down the street in his flamingo pink suit, his posse of women dutifully trailing behind him, waiting for the promised ice-cream cone that would never come.
Raspberry (noun): Named after the rasping sound the victim makes as the fruit burrows its way into the eyes with a million tiny seedy claws.
“A swath of frog, a pinch of newt; a heart filled with wicked plots.” The witches three cackled as each secretly questioned their subsistence farming lifestyle.
“Who stole the cookies from the cookie jar? Hammurabi stole the cookies from the cookie jar,” we chanted. “Who, me?” said Hammurabi. “Yes, you,” said we, proceeding to amputate his hands.
