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• aga n. [WPI] A cuspy but bogus raving story about N random broken people.
  Here is a classic example of the saga form, as told by Guy L....
• I went home with a waitress, The way I always do. How I was I to know?
  She was with the Russians too. I was gambling in Havana, I took a little risk....
• Marge: Homer, I really don't like you telling personal secrets in your class.
  Homer: Marge, I didn't tell 'em personal stuff. Marge...
• Cards? Luxury! I was at the smithy 18 hours a day forging gears for my analytical engine, Ada working her fingers to the bone assembling them on shafts.
  I used to dream of the day when I would finally get it all put together so that I could finally play 'Wumpus'....
• Jacques: First, you must get to know your lane. Feel the slickness, feel the slippery finish.
  Caresses it, experience it. Quite smooth, isn't it?...
• Are those cocktail-waitress fingernail marks? I asked Colletti as he showed us these scratches on his chest.
  No, those are on my back, Colletti answered. This is where a case of cocktail shrimp fell on me....
• I have a box of telephone rings under my bed. Whenever I get lonely, I open it up a little bit, and I get a phone call.
  One day I dropped the box all over the floor. The phone wouldn't stop ringing....
• I met a girl who sang the blues and I asked her for some happy news, but she just smiled and turned away.
  -- Don McLea...
• I got into an elevator at work and this man followed in after me.
  .. I pushed '1' and he just stood there... I said 'Hi, where you going?...