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What to wear
Ooo Text Message! Dan: What are you doing tonight? Me: I don’t know. Why? Dan: Costume party at Dreamers Me: Oh fun! But I don’t have a costume. Dan: Well, make one. I’ll pick you up in an hour. Me: Okay, I’m game! Oh, how exciting Dreamers is my favorite club. But what should I be? I could go as a vampire, that’s always a safe bet. But that’s so Twilight, gross. Plus, there will probably be at least ten vampires there then we’ll all suck. Also, what will I use for teeth. I don’t have any pokey teeth so I would be a hickey vampire I guess and what am I in junior high? Who gives a hickey anym...
Take the Yak
“I need a price check on this yak.”Nobody will respond to my call. I’m behind enemy lines. It’s every man for himself. Every man and/or sixteen-year-old young lady attempting to make some extra cash so she can buy her sixty-year-old neighbor’s broken-down Buick at some point in the near future. That’s how you wind up working the cash register the day before Christmas Eve at Felicity’s Department Store at a mall that only has three stores left in it other than the one you’re working in. A pretzel stand, a frozen yogurt emporium, and a pet store that only sells goldfish.Is your life your life? H...
Hypothetical Marriage
Sara hid in the bedroom closet of her boyfriend, Trevor, wearing his sunglasses, hoodie and sweatpants. He lied face down on his mattress, wearing only a t-shirt and boxers. Sara watched from the slight opening of the closet door as he wiggled his cute little tush in Sara’s direction. He played the innocent coed studying for final exams, while she played the creepy stranger out to have her way with him. But just before she pounced on her prey like a lion on an antelope, smoke burst in the middle www.onedoor.ccof the room. When it dissipated, there stood Agatha, Trevor’s mother. “Mom?” cried Trevor, coveri...
PLANET OF INFANTS
The sound of drumming fingernails rattled through the assembly room. “This could spell trouble,” the Prime Administrator said under his breath. He stared out the window toward the planet in question and shook his head in distress.“Fellow praxeologists,” he continued, facing back toward the panoply of committee researchers from cultures spanning the galaxy, “I’m afraid we’ve come across a potential impasse. If said inhabitants,” he gestured toward the window, “barring their fickle behavior, find a way to escape their planet and spread across the heavens, I don’t think it would bode well for the...