Patrick

The pungent scent of velvety eggs and buttery layers of pastry filled my nostrils, guiding me to the gilded gates of paradise. That was when I spotted them, those heavenly arches that called to me,...

I imagine the buttery, flaky deliciousness of the warm biscuits, the silky American cheese sliding down my throat, the eggs....oH tHe egGs. Truly a heavenly experience that I eagerly await each and...

"To save the world..." He frantically tries to rip off his clothes to reveal the spandex superhero costume he had on beneath, but the material of his slacks proved too strong for his pitiful excuse...

"Could it be," I thought, "that the soul of my mother resides within this tree? That my father has been lying to me all these years when he said mother left us to follow her dream of becoming an ac...

Baffled, I stared at Grandma's sour face. "Ich habe nicht nach einem Stück Ananas gefragt," I told her.

"Nothing that is of any concern to you, my dear," she replied. "But you better hurry if you don't want to be late to Betsy's Quinceañera!"