…you know how hard it is to be utterly, drop dead gorgeous," she said, twirling that shiny instrument of torture she liked to call her hair.

Since my trips to Earth, I've only managed to assemble a few basics facts about humans, condensing them in to four, overall points: kids got Reese's, teens got recess, adults got recessions, and seniors got receding.

Instantly, the pair fell to groping one other as if each had puff the magic dragon at a rock concert in Woodstock.

I would have to break the ice with a warm smile that would melt her heart.

She wore an A-line bridal gown with a V-shaped neckline while Apollo playing Bach's Air on the G string.

In Poetry class, Professor Sappho teaches us how to compose love ballads. She's a swell teacher and all but I'm not sure I understand her. She's always going on and on about her weekend trips with the other goddesses to the island of Lesbos.