You’re mostly right, thinking that. I kind of slacked posting my old stories while I was away from work for a week. So how do I make it up to you, as-yet-hypothetical reader? By posting to catch us up, then giving you a special treat – a look into THE FUTURE. DUH DUH DUUHHHHHH. This was the most recent story that I wrapped up, the subject for which was requested/suggested by a friend. Hopefully you enjoy the subject matter as much as she did.
Negotiating the maze of love can be a treacherous undertaking, and never more so than when you’re a pubescent snapping turtle.
Some gangly human female named him Sydni, though he’d never admit it. She kept him in a tank installed in the room she used for partying and lounging and screaming. Continue reading
“It should be no surprise to you, Desert King, that the only man ever to pass through the Oasis of the Seventeen Sisters should stand before you today.” Continue reading
Any brief perusal of the Book of Mayors would show you that the system certainly had its failings. Continue reading
Everyone gave Douglass just the worst advice. Continue reading
Certainly he’d kept some secrets from her in the past, but a pet that needed to be fed and cared for? That could make noise and fire? Continue reading
The township of Bile wasn’t the sort of town you’d see a pineapple in at all, you understand, let alone a mystery pineapple left at the break of dawn in the middle of the town square with no indication of its ownership or origins. Continue reading
Join a rapidly-growing number of young professionals finding job placement in more popular fields too competitive, who have sought out a lucrative career in the mystic arts. Continue reading
“You got to hit the bag if you want the belt,” he said. Did Juan want it? Yeah, he did.