My father told me all of these stories when I was a child. I know they are strange and not your average bedtime stories, but my family has never been very... well... normal. I must warn you that my sisters and I were active participants in the bedtime stories my father told; we often chimed in and helped develop the storyline in our own way. I blame my father and these stories he told me for the enormous imagination I still have today... and for my sisters' and my strange child-like humor. I hope these stories at the very least amuse you, if not make you laugh. 

Please enjoy.

S.R.J.