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Day 95 – The Fantasy Reality Show
I don’ mean ta be rude, but how’s she supposed to help? What’s a woman ken about cutting dwarf hair?
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Day 94 – The Coke Bottle Boys
“Well, hello, folks. Back in Picaktoo they call us the Coke Bottle Boys. We’re gonna play a few songs for you tonight, if that’s alright with you.”
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Day 93 – The Snapper
A balloon animal or bowl of Pad Thai or miniature golf club. She could never predict what that thing would be, and it never seemed to be the same thing twice.
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My First Positive Review
Wow! I was hoping I’d get good feedback on these stories, but I never dreamed that I’d get a positive review from someone I admire as much as Demarcus Minnifield – and on his extremely first time visiting, too! It’s a real honor to see that my work is being appreciated. Hopefully, if I preserve…
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Day 92 – The Clock
Jerry was transfixed. He lost interest in almost anything except observing the clock, trying to coax out of it the mystery of this menacing countdown.
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Day 91 – The Confused Snapping Turtle
Negotiating the maze of love can be a treacherous undertaking, and never more so than when you’re a pubescent snapping turtle.
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Day 90 – The Robot’s Rules
“Mr. Hooper, sir, are you injured or traumatized in any way? What caused this unrequested soaking? Shall I submit a formal complaint to the Weather Department?”
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Day 89 – The Immigration Officer Pamphlet
Sedation is voluntary for the removal of eyelashes. PIs who refuse sedation will not be issued eye patches in the event of injury resulting from spastic movement.
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Day 88 – The Hold
That wasn’t him. It looked like him, but there’s nothing left inside of these things of the people they were.
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Day 87 – The Dreamer
“Oh, I am going to jump, but it’s not going to kill me. You see,” the man said with a wink, “none of this is real. It’s all a dream.”
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