DISCOURSE TM_Cock and Bull_Chump Change_The Spit Compass
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DISCOURSE TM
| "Am I the only one who didn't love the A Tale of Sturm und Drang remake? I mean, it was cute, but it didn't blow me away like the original."| "Aya Seck's performance as the princess was...underwhelming." || "Honestly I agree. The original was a masterpiece. Perfectly made film." || "The costumes were so bad omg." || "The original is what got me into high fantasy. Very disappointed with the remake!" || "Don't worry. They'll do a better job when they inevitably remake the remake in twenty years."|| "I don't know...the original is kind of overrated too, lol." || "Shameless cash grab."|| "The o...
Cock and Bull
“I quit!” Morgan stared at his face in the angled mirrors of the bathroom. He had been practicing the line in his own thoughts for more than a week. It was the first time that he actually said it out loud, and he made sure to say it in their upstairs bathroom. “I…” “Darling?” Tracy was in the kitchen with her coffee and some of that green blended mush that Morgan would be forced to wash down with his toast and poached egg (no caffeine for you, dear; very bad for your health). He really thought she would not be able to hear him over the blender and the morning news. “Just in the bathroom, dear....
Chump Change
Wednesday morning, Kevin and Kent were slow as usual getting ready for the bus. I couldn’t get them to turn off the ‘Mr. Bill Show.” Kent was reading the school closings, shouting really loud, “Buncombe County, Henderson County, Transylvania Counties.” Then he’d shout, “Where are those?” How the heck do I know? www.onedoor.ccWe just moved here. I’d shout, “I think Western North Carolina,” like I did last time it was a little cold out. All I knew was their school wasn’t canceled or delayed. I finally got them to turn off the TV, and then Kevin says he has to pay for his school photos. Of course, I’ve been t...
The Spit Compass
Flip a coin, reader. If it lands on heads, read on. If it lands on tails, STOP. You are not ready for the stellar knowledge contained within. Trust the coin’s judgement—it knows more about you than you might think. It’s not just a flat piece of metal that we ascribe monetary value to, but a discerning disc more incisive than the dowser of any mystic, more intuitive than we’ve been led to believe by conventional ‘science’. When you flick the coin into the air with your thumb, its gyrations are not random; they are affected by your energy field. The coin decides how to land in the palm of your h...