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"Sorry, stud, I didn't catch your name."

  • "Sorry, stud, I didn't catch your name." "I'm just a pool boy, I need no sympathy. It's Amir, by the way." Ahhh, Amir. That wouldn't have been Gloria's first guess, so it's a good

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  • day to die. She thought and put a gun against her head. Pulled her trigger. It went click. Queen Gloria handed the gun to Amir and took a sip of her rum & rum. "Your turn, Amir."

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  • So then Amir also took a sip of her rum & rum. "Thanks!" he said to Queen Gloria. "Now let's get back to business." He picked up the gun, but instead of pointing it at his own head

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  • he pointed his head at the gun and fired a thought. The gun exploded into a bouquet of asps. "Ack!" he screamed, dropping the serpents. "Those were supposed to be the FTD Mother's

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  • Madusa's Holiday Special." Kicking the "Thought Gun" into the gutter, he forgot about it. Thirty years later, the "Thought Gun" had wound up on the beach of San Francisco. It was f

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  • Class but still worked and worth a pretty penny. I did not know how to use it but that was what Lougle was for. I lougled the company name, Pernicious Knids, & Thought Gun resulted

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  • In a total turnover of staff, robotization of the warehouses, and a new company name. The old staff was fired and immediately started a class action lawsuit against me. Plausibly,

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  • I turned over the automated warehouses to those who had lost their jobs in the process, but kept the profits as they worried themselves sick over the complicated upkeep. "Not my

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  • job,” I muttered to myself, vowing to stop Amazon.com before it automates the entire retail sector, eliminating

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  • the need for anything human to exist. I need a lot of capital to stop Jeff Bezos; that won't be easy. You can't kill him...he ain't human. In fact, there are only 50 humans left

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1 Comments

  1. Jimbeau Dec 07 2018 @ 16:15

    Science Fiction meets Wall Street...stocks soar!!!

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