Archive for the ‘June 2008’ Category

Good morning. This particular story was won from the author in a game of Eye Spy off the coast of Bolivia. Let’s just say the author failed to spot my grandmother with her thieving toes…





by Patricia Russo




That Saturday she was afraid to leave the apartment, since she’d been pissing spiders. There was an omen for you, if you believed in omens. She did not, but still. Streams of pinkie-nail-sized buggers, eggshell and dove-gray, racing around and around the bowl. A person could be excused for thinking that might mean something. Besides, the last time she’d ventured outside, there’d been so many blue eyes. Face after face, set with sparkling blue eyes and china-white teeth. Gave her the willies. (more…)


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Are beans a type of pea, or are peas a type of bean? This is the question I think tonight’s story asks, if obliquely. It’s up to you to find your own answer.





Jim-Bob Fleasy, Professional Escort

 Sarah Totton



 Picture this: You’re standing outside a nice restaurant next to the beautiful girl you’ve just bought dinner for. Unfortunately, you’re not so much dwelling on what a lucky man you are as wondering when your best friend and your date are going to stop groping each other and get up off the grass so you can split the cab fare home. (more…)

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This week’s tale is brought to you by the small wooden coaster on my coffee table… it believes in you, and it offers you its wisdom.




Finding the Prince of Hearts

Aaron Benson




When they called Harry the Prince of Hearts they didn’t mean it literally. Instead they meant that he slept around. Unfortunately for Harry, when they called Lizzie the sort of woman who could make someone lose their way, they meant it quite literally. (more…)

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