Strange Things Happen, Under Cover Story of the Night

My paean to electric currents was an ohmage homage...
The superhero cross-over never materialized: The Spirit was willing, but The Flash was weak...
When confronted with evidence that he burned down the racquet sport court, George Washington said, "I cannot tell a jai alai..."
The barbecue was so angry, it could just spit...
His aides absolutely refuse to contradict the President. They should really no better...
When the airline filed for bankruptcy, it should have renamed itself TWAin't...
If a country on the Red Sea was annexed by Ethiopia, it would be the end of an Eritrea...
When the first 15 rooms were booked, Marci's coming of age party had to be held in Suite 16...
These days, going to the store without wearing a mask and gloves could expose you to a short, sharp shop...
When he decided to become a corporation, the rapper changed his name to LLC Cool Jay...
My favourite song about eating in a shopping mall: "In the Food Court of the Crimson King..."
The Queen of the Gods didn't want to give away her secret to the unbelievers, but she had a Hera tic...
Be careful when you go down into the mine: nothing there is as it seams...
I graduated from the music academy capable of playing the tuba - not to institute my own horn...
My favourite American movie that was never going to win the highest prize at Cannes: In Through the Out Palme D'or...
My favourite Adam Sander drama about a hero who can defeat any enemy with a single blow: One Punch Drunk Love Man...
In Capote's high school yearbook, his best friend wrote: "Be Tru to your school..."
When the barrista just couldn't figure out the size of coffee he wanted, Micronos needed to vente...
When the butcher gave Marissa a t-bone instead of a filet, he immediately knew he had made a missteak...
Ocelot? No, the usual amount...
You're praising Mexican food a little too loudly. Think you could take it down a nacho...?
Whether a negative statement exists or not depends upon what the con text is...
You don't like the editor of the New York Times crossword puzzles? Eat my Shortz!
If you use the internet to get early extreme weather alerts, you could be said to put the dot com before the storm...
At his victory parties, Muhammad Ali used to serve a one-two punch...
My favourite Cabaret character/way to serve gazpacho: Sally Soup Bowles...
My favourite 1960s movie maverick/shoulder bone: Francis Ford Scapula...
My favourite seafood/glass ceiling breaking Vice Presidential candidate: Calamari Harris...
Shall we wear bracelets? Amulet's!
German Chancellor Kohl was famous for his short, to-the-point speeches; whenever he got on a podium, he must have worn a pith Helmut...
What do you say to a dragon who is self-satisfiedly protecting its hoard of gold? "Don't be so Smaug!" How is Bette doing? Fair to Midler...
You wanna know why Kiki lives in Waikiki? Look it up on Wiki Dee...
If you want to be proud of your addiction to Chinese food, you need to take the high road to the lo mein...
The best literary legal secretary could be considered the creme Della Street...
Odin, weary of the fighting, hoped his children's female children would put an end to the gods. He was waiting for granddaughterdammerung...
She loved her boyfriend's new cologne: Eau de Beau...
I dealt the svelte smelt pelt a belt - and I regret nothing!
I didn't know what to call the insect, but Katy did...
If I decide to put my preamble at the end of my essay on walking, would that make it a postamble?
The spy who had to cross the channel under water to deliver the intel that would win the war asked, "What time is the subdue?"
The weasel who was beginning to lose faith was told: "Be of stoat heart!"
My favourite TV series about what I need to keep my pits dry: Better Call Aerosol...
I'm proud that I have read Charlotte Bronte, but I don't talk about it because I hate putting on Eyres...
My favourite Saturday Night Live performer/type of phone: Cheri Rotary...
The British World War II flying aces were the best men in the military: they were no riff RAF...
My favourite boy who never grew up/cure for whatever ails you: Peter Panacea...