Counting Sheep Doesn’t Work
There are a lot of clichéd “traditions” that I don’t think anyone has actually participated in for about hundred years or so. Wishing on…
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Counting Sheep Doesn’t Work
There are a lot of clichéd “traditions” that I don’t think anyone has actually participated in for about hundred years or so. Wishing on…
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Litter Duty
I hate cleaning up after teenagers. It’s the worst part of the job. There’s a special sort of sociopathy the unformed teen mind exhibits…
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Mr. Lonely
You could be forgiven for thinking the greeting card industry is dying. You’d be wrong. The invention of email promised to kill the postal…
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I Like My Wife Better As A Skinwalker
Well, you read the title, so you know what this is about. I have to get this off my chest, to anyone who will…
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Ol’ Ratbag
I hadn’t seen my great-uncle in about eleven years. I hadn’t even remembered that I had a great-uncle until my mother asked me to…
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A Good Old-Fashioned Book Burning
Hazel Petti was the bane of our existence. By “ours”, I don’t just mean the students at Clara Perkins Elementary School. Everyone in town…
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Captcha dot YOU
ok so this is REAL and it happened to me and my cousin jared who is 19 and very smart with computers (he got…
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The Winner
The city trains you to not notice things. I mean, you’ve seen the hobos, the hookers, the lunatics having entire conversations with empty space……
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Franchise Killer: The Stupid Ones
The numerous neon signs in the front windows buzzed like a swarm of lazy flies, casting a rainbow of corporate influence into the darkness…