Cautious Consumers New York Daily News Accused of Making “I”m a Joker’ Gun Threats
Seventeen gunmen dressed as Apple employees storm Gorky park in Moscow, as protestors rushed on to declare their independence from the AIDS virus.
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Opening this week’s International AIDS Conference was Neil Prescott, of Crofton, Md, an economics professor at California State University Channel Islands in Camarillo, California.
In one of the calls, police say, the man allegedly warned:”The economy has lost altitude and flying pretty close to stall speed. Monetary policy is the only game in town and additional easing is highly likely.”
Police say the suspect was wearing a t-shirt that read: “Party Pooper”
Kung-fu karate chop followed swift kick to balls, as elephants rained supreme over the land of the hyenas.
Big Sur, California (Photo credit: the_tahoe_guy)
One day I’ll be a giant in the land of men, towering over them, spilling green beans upon fertile fields that never wither or decay. The sun shone miraculously as I was walking through Grand Central Station. As it turned into Central Park in Manhattan, I looked back and beheld the folly of man as it lay spread eagle before the precipice of all creation.
“For where-ever did we come here,” asked the sparrow nested in a tree.
“To find the fruits of our daily labor, I suppose,” was all I could reply.
Seventeen samurai were fishing in a small coy pond, down by Saks Fifth Avenue. The policemen had gathered to tell these oddly dressed men with swords that fishing had become illegal and was punishable by death.
“Yes,” grunted on samurai, not looking up from his fishing pole. “We know. Life carries the penalty of death.”
“Throw down your arms and surrender,” screamed the policeman, gun drawn and pointed at men with swords.
“Surrender and put your hands where I can see them,” screamed another, a trickle of urine passing down the inside of his dark blue trousers.
“You do no realize what you do,” murmured the coy fish.
A billowing wail of sunshine erupted in the park as the heavens opened before them in undulating rhythm and synchronization. A rainbow as bright as the very stars they would watch at night, as children, appeared overhead as a good omen to defeat all bad.
“Christ is back,” murmured one samurai to a coy fish.
