An awkward silence fell on the room. Finally, the lead researcher spoke. "Technically, our supercomputers *could* be used to play Crysis..."

"It's no good," Dr. Frankenstein sighed. "The monster will never be capable of solving even the most rudimentary equations."

Blasting from the volcano at incredible speed, the rock trailed behind it a wake of deadly magma.

Lifting the baton, Harry prepared to conduct his 8-dimensional friend Patridge's flute solo. "Ignore the dress," he muttered. "It'll do."

"Standard Furniture Co will rue the day they rejected my inviso-desk," Carlos vowed, typing furiously on his laptop.

First, row twice across the lake. Then, shoot lightning from your toes. That will make the gatekeeper's face melt.

One of the curious effects of being shot in the face with an arrow is having one of your legs grow twice as long and sprout a knee.

"Not the snout agaaaaaaain!"

Once, we were called Renaissance Men. Now they call me "a man with too many hobbies."

"Sword and lance are broke in vain / mother's milk: a dragon's bane." So the bards said. "Hogwash," thought Jerry. "I'm parched."

Willard, known to his friends as "Lil' Bill", never left the inner city park where he was hatched.

As the first drops of rain began falling, Batman grimaced into the night. "Dang," he thought. "Shoulda rolled up my windows."