that mystery unresolved and hurried off to work. I arrived to weird reactions from the other staffers, like I was a dead man walking. No idea why. Could it be the cat really was

would be arriving shortly. And all the observation windows had greasy noses pressed up against them. Despite all our advancements, we still fawn over royalty. However, she was

from the window sill, like 2 naughty fairytale children. They knew there was no turning back from this. The News would blame hormones, or video games. When it was really due to

should present itself wherein i witness a cariboo who has recently eaten Amanita Muscaria mushrooms begin to urinate, you can bet i'll place my chalice beneath it's stream. For the

So Best put on yer waders boy. We've got a job to do.

"thats it! i am deleting it" he paced the room a couple more times before diving at his laptop smashing the delete key repeatedly. Then he sunk to the floor in despair, realizing

placed it o'er its vacant sockets. Despite Deaths Deep Dream Desires, nothing happened. "It's not working' Death lamented. "Shhhhhh, give it time" The Bear cooed.

a single step beyond the city limits. I scraped together my tip income and my YouTube and Kindle revenue and bought a bus ticket for Mankato, Minnesota. No idea where this current

– just another bit of parochial nonsense that is only relevant on a very localized scale – I have decided to eschew "Contemporary Psychology", transcripts be damned. So now,

Thankfully the aisles were carpeted. At least for the performers. The custodial staff most likely have a more ill-disposed disposition. But of what matter is that? The world spin

the Boston Pizza down on corrigal. 'Pathetic' i remember thinking ' i aint going out like that'. She seemed to admire him. Sort of that bad-boy appeal. rebound after God. Now

Hating himself all the while. "what the fuck is wrong with me". Shit or get off the pot, he could hear his dad saying. Be a man. but he wasn't a man, just an impotent pervert.

and fetish, i am comfortable enough opening up to you about what really happened in that dank cabin on the foggy eve in '73. but it is STRICTLY off the record. i dont want any

prop closet but only found a wheelbarrow wheel, and it was flatter than the entire world. The actor gasped, again, “The Wheel of Life, Man! Think big!” So, stagehand Tim quit.

under observation, at least until the vernal equinox. "that's when all the good shit happens" claims Randy McDermit, chief occultist at the Odelair Complex.

i didn't really know what to do with myself that evening. So i got a six pack of road pops and just started driving down the back roads.

He was considering joining a TA group, but his shame and embarrassment stopped him. He wasn't even sure he knew how to speak anymore..."they're your parents.." came the reply

"It's possible" the prisoner replied "but not at all probable." he sighed and gazed blankly at the wall. "i regret meeting you more and more everyday"

Typically male in his mission oriented approach to shopping, he got in and out as fast as he could. Avoiding the perfume department as it gave him a headache.

circumvent the PC Bureaucracy. Its lag time was a frustration in the effort. So much for the convenience of conventional space travel. Supposing the task was hopeless it switched