The professor died, but that didn’t end his career. They made him a zombie and now he teaches advanced decomposition.
Category: Competition
Competition
You Can’t Run Forever
One look at the body lying at my feet and I knew my world was about to come crashing down. If it had been a human body, I could have ignored it, but there was nothing human about it.
Day Job
Jenna Malone never killed on Tuesdays. Today would be the exception.
Quantum Singularities Are Hazardous To Your Marital Health
“You suck,” I shouted, drawing a vindictive stare from my wife.
“No, I was talking to the black hole,” I added, as our bodies were ripped apart by the tidal forces.
So Much for the Stage Manager’s Hook
The winner handcuffed himself to the podium and, with his free hand, got out a scroll that unrolled to the floor. “I’d like to thank…”
the worst critic, i project onto you
i heard the lock in the door and realized the only judgment i should let matter should be mine. judging even the previous sentence, i drive myself crazy.
Straight-A student
I got my hepatitis test results back today. I’m still a straight-A student!
At least it’s exercise
I raced up the flight of stairs two at a time. Upon reaching the top, I promptly forgot why I needed to go upstairs to begin with.
Sometimes
It wasn’t all bad.
Sometimes she made food.
Publish America will accept anyone’s manuscript
It be true, I is so literit. Proof be that I gots a book accepted by Publish America so’s you know I be a smaht riter.
This time with feeling
A trip to the park with you is always a treat. This time we got exactly what we wanted.
trust
i got to spend time with you. it only costed me my families trust and $40.
Why the Annual SPECTRE Banquet Is So Poorly Attended
2000 volts coursed through his chair and fried him. “You know the penalty for spilling Pinot Noir on our silk tablecloth,” said Number One.
Agricultural Words
A writer is like the farmer who grazes his words and prepares them for market.
An editor is like the butcher who hacks the stories up into savory morsels for the reader’s consumption.
Silence
Silence is never understood .
If so , you wouldn’t wait to read my next sentence .
A Joke
I can’t meet you today,I need to study.
Next moment she was smiling at the joke.
Helpless
You are an athlete .
And I can’t even stand !
Held Back
When we talked we both could tell we liked each other. The only thing that stopped us was ourselves.
Not Writing
The desk chair is once again empty. The pages are still blank.
Olivia and the Keyhole
Charles crawled along the rug, but just could not make it to the door.
“Charles looks much better on the rug than out the door,” thought Olivia.