Henrietta, the science hen

Doing science is a lot of fun. Being a scientist is even better.  They can walk around in shite lab coats and use glass veils for all sorts of experiments. Then they drink coffee and tea, eat worms and...

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Loosing a thread in a haystack

I'm loosing a thread here. Stay with me, this isn't easy. My name is Althread, we come from a long way away. Our home town is Manthreadster. You know the city of nuts? No? Well I work there as...

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A surprise with goats

Edgar is a bit shy and when it comes to meet a girl he stumbles like a misaligned typewriter. Now wonder he is still single at 36. But things are about to change. The surprise is that he doesn't...

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Cinema, the way I look at it.

What is it with this cinema thing? It certainly has changed over the years. When I was a wee lad, cinema was different. We used to go out to the flics, to the movies, even to the drive ins....

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My Beautiful Happy Place

This is my beautiful, wonderful, special, extraordinary happy place. Why is that so? Well, this is a tough question. My happy place is malleable. It is changing. Have a lot of different happy places. tight now this is my...

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The perspective of a deadline

I'm not sure what this is. Deadline. This guy here is talking a lot about it. His name is Frank. He draws a lot. But that has nothing to do with me. Please let me out this into perspective...

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Weekend, Weekend, Weekend

Let me introduce to you the head doe of this little flock of goats. Her name is Galaxy. Why that name you might ask. Well, she came to us as an orphan. There she was in the field all...

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Baking with Igor and the Professor

Hi. My name is Igor. I know what you are thinking. Igor is such lame name for a laboratory assistant. I wanted to be called Paul. Paul is much nicer. It has a sophisticated ring to it. I like Paul...

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Pastel Pencils for a birthday present

"Dad!" Yolanda is yelling from the top of he lungs: "I want pastel pencils for my birthday! My birthday is next week and I want pastel pencils".  "Sure honey, pastel pencils it is." Chris is Yolandas dad and he is a...

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Krack has a nut

Krack is a squirrel of a special kind. Well, he isn't that special if you think about it. He, like any other squirrels, likes nuts. He goes nuts over them. And all summer long he has been collecting nuts....

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