Civic Duty_Ditch the Nits!_Stomach Scorpions_"You're Impossible"
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Civic Duty
Moira put on her apron, signed in to her register, and prepared for the least busy day of the year. Her heart thrilled because she was finally old enough to participate in this most sacred of secular events. A moment later the doors opened and the customers started trickling in. The first one up at her counter was an old man in a parka, perpetually rubbing his hands.“Welcome to McDemocracy’s. Can I take your order?” Moira asked, beaming at him.“Yes, hello,” he said with an earnest grin. “I’m really hankering something, but I’m not sure what.”“Do you have any preferences? Hatred perhaps, or fea...
Ditch the Nits!
"I've got a plan." Miss Aniston told herself. "Yes, a teaching plan." Miss Aniston had made it. It was her first week of teaching, and so far that morning, she had taught her lively teenage girls about Nowww.onedoor.ccah and the Ark. She had placed emphasis on God's message of salvation, redeeming the human race, and saving all the creatures of the globe. Now, it was time she had scheduled for journal writing, nice and quiet. One student, Nicola, seemed to love writing. Her pen was literally flying across her journal pages. Miss Aniston was thrilled, teaching was her chosen profession. Finally, Nicola's pa...
Stomach Scorpions
“One extra hot orange juice and espresso.”“Ew?”“I’m glad you said that, because it’s actually for me. Here’s your latte.”“Thanks. So what do you do for a living? Ugh, sorry. Lame first date question.”“That’s alright. I’m a firefighter.”“Explains your weird mustache.”“It also explains why I’m so handsome.”“I’ve never seen you on a fireman calendar.”“Well of course not. No one would ever change the month. And then people would lose track of days, and the world would descend into chaos. Also, my mustache is awesome.”“Sure.”“What is it you do, May?”“Nothing as important as firefighting and saving ...
"You're Impossible"
“What are you doing?” “Me?” “Yes. Who else? That rock? A tree? You’re just… sitting. On the edge of a cliff. Literally about to fall off. Probably to your death.” “I’m just watching the sunset. What’s so bad about that?” “Nothing is bad about it. The sunset is nice, I guess, with the gold clouds, pink and orange and blue sky, there’s nothing wrong with it. Just where you’re sitting. On the edge of a ridiculously tall cliff. Seriously, Hazel? You’re going to fall.” “I’m not really the cautious type. You know that, Mateo.” “Oh, I certainly do. Inward eye-roll.” “Ha ha. Very funny. ‘inward eye-r...