Well, it wasn’t dinner at the Waldorf, but it was fine:
As far as last meals go, a 40 ounce beer, a bottle of barbiturates , maple spread on toast and a big bag of weed’s not all that bad.
Category: Competition
Competition
Billy
The alien stunk like moldy old shoes and the gelantenous mass of its body quivered as it looked the boy over. Exasperated,Billy sighed “You said you were having me over for dinner so where’s the food?”
Incident at the Owl Street Liquor Store
The kid charged up to the cash and jammed a .38 in the cashier’s face.
“Oh good,” said the cashier, his jaws unfurling, “Lunch is here!”
Hard Target
They gave me the wrong package when I left the cleaners.
I only realized after I’d opened it up to find my picture and a hit sheet with my name and home address.
Livin’ La Vida
It isn’t so much that I always wake up with a hangover and blacked out from a hard night of drinks and drugs that bothers me.
It’s that I always wake up.
Leave Now
“You should leave now” the little boy whispered as his body shook. “Not until I get what I came for” the crusty stranger rasped as the boy’s father’s scream echoed through the open basement door.
Soccer Practice
After a few hours of practice I went to pick up my boy at soccer practice today. He screamed at me but I managed to quiet him down with duct tape and some rope.
Soccer Practice
After a few hours of practice I went to pick up my boy at soccer practice today. He screamed at me but I managed to quiet him down with duct tape and some rope.
Crossing the road
I crossed the road on a busy day and everyone questioned my motives.
Buk buk.
Dream Catcher
I dreamt I was killed; not by the ax she struck me with from behind but by the company of my unsound mind.
Fighting to shake the sleep off my skin, I clutched the dream catcher by the lining of the coffin where my headboard once had been.
Daughter
Just as I was finished washing the dishes my daughter pulled on my yellow dress and beckoned me to follow her to her room. She still held tightly as I walked into the empty room, remembering that my daughter had died two weeks ago.
THE HUNGRY BEAST
It was 3am, cold and dark, I walked to the kitchen for food. When I opened the refrigerator for something to munch… there was no food. AT ALL..
“Dad”
The other day while I was having sex, I think I accidentally said “Dad.”
My dad doesn’t like it when I call him that during sex.
THE WHEREABOUTS
I was alone cleaning in my house and on my way up the attic I heard a little voice saying, “take a break and let’s play.”
THE CURTAIN
It was a hot summer day, I was at school working alone in my advisory classroom. It was so hot that I planned to open the windows til I have realized that there was someone behind the curtains.