August 2011
7 posts
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Vegetarian
It wasn’t the bacon’s fault. He didn’t know till it was too late. The crime scene photos were too gruesome for the newspapers. He plead guilty and vowed never to chat up a pretty vegetarian again.
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Actions
Deiter wasn’t home to receive the call that would end his life. The doctor was calling with his test results. He was unlocking the door when the fatal ring-ring-ring started and as he stepped into the foyer, it stopped. He silently cursed his bad luck and without looking made his way to the stairs. His three-year-old son had carelessly left a banana peel on the floor, which sent Deiter to...
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Fruits
No one was there to witness the fight, but we lost a good snail, three pears and four robust watermelon. It was all up to the Tomato Retaliation League to make sure justice would be served!
Author Question
If I made a digital book, would you buy it?
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Super Sappy Folk Tale
Daisy wasn’t born a horse, donkey or zebra. She was born a unicorn and thus her family abandoned her. Her mother didn’t even shed a tear or wave goodbye. She was three years old and spent the next three days crying on a rock. Surely, her sadness would float her to a better place, but alas, her stomach growled so loudly, she couldn’t ignore it any longer. She would learn to live...
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Favors
I find myself between her thighs again. Disappointed, fragile and drunk, I shouldn’t be here. I can’t leave before it’s over, but my head is not in the game.
I think about Gwyneth Paltrow, Winona Ryder and Maggie Gylenhaal. Pretty faces with pretty bodies, but I don’t know them and they don’t me. It’s not enough to distract from Lucy. She’s gone now.
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Chasing Dreams
Clark stumbles to his feet, but a weight from above pushes him down. “Oh god, please, let me go.”
No answer.
Clark tries to stand up, but again, the weight knocks him back down.
“Why are you doing this to me?”
Clark can feel the bruises forming underneath his parka. He’s sweating despite the cold. He doesn’t try again until he hears footsteps.
“I knew...
