This is Not My Head

If the following excerpts bring a smile to your face you will love these short stories.
The legitimate sellers of brains not included are usually found in even darker and creepier alleys. Trust me, for this particular type of acquisition one stop shopping is a must.
His master was in grave danger, and he would not rest until they both were far away from this evil place. Especially frightful to Thor were those pesky little sand demons, running pell-mell across the sand, with sinister claws poised to inflict a fatal blow.
Instinctively he thrust himself flat against the side of the van, knees bent ready for action with his hand on his gun, ever ready for the slightest provocation to unleash his own mini “Armageddon.”
The danger here is not being able to predict what transmutation of personality will occur, their being so abruptly snatched from fantasy land back into reality.