Back in the day, I worked as a pump jockey in a 24 hour full-service gas station. I worked with a pair of brothers who lived together for years in an odd and vaguely incestuous way. I became pretty close friends with the younger of the two, Travis. Eventually, the elder of the two, Marley, … Continue reading Cunt
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Natural
Baby birds fall out of their nests to be devoured alive by ants. Wildfires vital to forests' health burn up all the critters, cute or not. Look at nature, really see it and what it does, and realize there is nothing in the universe that entitles you to anything beyond sure death. Many think that … Continue reading Natural
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People Who Make Hyperbolical Attacks Should Be Shot
When hyperbolical postures are taken, liberties are sure to follow. Meat is murder, is it? An animal's soul is the equivalent of a human's, you say? If I look perturbed at this point it is only because it odd to me that you could believe those things, and tell me so over a lunch where … Continue reading People Who Make Hyperbolical Attacks Should Be Shot
Hedda and Lance: a Love Story – part six
by Balls Malone contents read part five The location for the swimsuit edition shoot was truly lovely. Hedda had always been useless at place names, so she had no clue what any of it was called, but she was very taken with it.The place was secluded; hundreds of kilometers up the coast, where the sandy … Continue reading Hedda and Lance: a Love Story – part six
On Tough Guys
I was terrorized by so-called tough guys for much of my younger life. In my elementary school days, it was not a problem. I was with the same kids right from first grade. I had my little circle, and my idiosyncrasies were accepted by my classmates. But I was in a French immersion elementary program … Continue reading On Tough Guys
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Hedda and Lance: a Love Story – part five
by Balls Malone contents read part four Hedda was sitting down to another of her lunch dates with Rupert Cornelius, acclaimed glamour and fashion photographer. They were seated in the patio of Maurice’s Grill, under the pleasant shade of palm fronds swaying overhead in the warm breeze.Hedda was very pleased. Maurice’s Grill was just about … Continue reading Hedda and Lance: a Love Story – part five
oracle
So this is modern life. What wonders. Peer into your phone. The modern Oracle. This is what we live for now. But... If nothing is meaningful without transposition into pixels and code, then how can I have meaning? Take that selfie. There you are. Ones and zeros in dots of light. That's better. Now you're … Continue reading oracle
A Pirate are Ye?
Say! Those are some swell tattoos. So, you're a pirate, huh? Cut your teeth sailing the high seas, raping your way across the Caribbean in search of Spanish gold? No. Have you even been on a sailing vessel? Again with the no. Then I suppose it could be said that all your tattoos of pirate … Continue reading A Pirate are Ye?
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