Category Archives: Session XI
Everyone in the Hospital had Meaty Legs
Everyone in the hospital had meaty legs, the kind that became oppressive when Bart observed them for too long. Surely, the nurses and doctors had strangely large legs, but at least they covered up with their scrubs. The patients had … Continue reading
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Super Ball Madness
Takeshi walked by all the games where kids were waving their hands around brightly lit screens, playing drums, playing guitars, or just jumping around like mad. Even though this arcade kept the old games in the back, it was a … Continue reading
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Fistful of Dragon Puns
Why do you think they call them dragons? Because the fights would dragon on and on? Or maybe they were drag queens. They put their drag on. They could have been doctors, but nobody could read their hand writing. Or … Continue reading
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Golden Boy
The boy walked down the street, propping his backpack up with his thumbs, humming various tunes to himself, usually just the chorus to a song 20 or 30 times and then he’d switch to the next. The boy passed by … Continue reading
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Sweet vs. Sour
The two stared at each other for hours before blinking. One had a rifle in her hand. The other, an ice cream cone. Somehow, the ice cream cone never melted. It looked like ice cream, but maybe it was just … Continue reading
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Flowers in a Green Vase
The flowers in the green vase stared at John politely. “You should go to her,” they seemed to say. “G-go to whom?” John replied. “You should go to her,” they repeated. “I’m afraid I don’t know who you’re talking about.” … Continue reading
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Sorry. This One’s Not Fiction.
How can humming be so annoying? How can it be so annoying? Why is this guy humming in a computer lab? Doesn’t he realizing that people are trying to type… things! It’s like he set the frequency of his vocal … Continue reading
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Beach
There’s the couple hugging under the towel but they’re really having sex. There’s the crack team of metal detectors, dressed all in black with their black shades on who are looking for buried treasure or the lost ark or something. … Continue reading
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The Tale of Marley Williams Hatch
And so it came to pass, Marley Williams Hatch decided to play the world’s biggest trumpet. He climbed up on a ladder, but the ladder was too wobbly. He’d get thrown off from the recoil of such an immense blow. … Continue reading
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2012
In the year 2012, Cortez will come back from the dead and kill everyone. Him and Zombie Colombus, who has a hand-chopping-off fetish. He chops off people’s hands. Cortez just likes killing people in general, though. No. No. I heard … Continue reading
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