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Dwayne Dishes on Craven Danger's Dander

By hudsonmoon on Sun, 03 May 2020

When Betty Feltcher walked through the door of the Coffee Pot on the Corner, nine squeaky stools turned counter-clockwise. “Good morning, Miss...

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Tube (Part 2 of 2)

By TobyMcShane on Sun, 03 May 2020

The next station raced into existence. Holborn. The old goat sleeping next to Graham snorted and woke herself up with a start. Graham looked at her...

Tube (Part 1 of 2)

By TobyMcShane on Sun, 03 May 2020

London had Graham on high alert. Everything usually mundane was laced with intimidation: cycle lanes, franchised chicken shops, footpaths under...

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Chadpocalypse - Epilogue

By mac_ashton on Sat, 02 May 2020

Thanks again for reading :) Need to catch up? Check out the collection here: https://www.abctales.com/collection/chadpocalypse Previous Chapter...

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Chadpocalypse - 3:13 Heaven and Hell

By mac_ashton on Sat, 02 May 2020

Well, here we are, the end of the story. I posted the first chapter of this way back in April of 2017, and two years later, it's finished. There's an...

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I Killed Mister Ed

By randy-johnson on Fri, 01 May 2020

While I was driving a Monster Truck, I ran over Mister Ed. I accidentally ran over that talking horse and now he's dead. Mister Ed said "F*** you" to...

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Friendly Separation

By Rhiannonw on Fri, 01 May 2020

Thank you for crossing to the other side, we know you don’t want to shun us or hide, or show us our friendship you can’t abide, but the pavement’s...

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Grass

By pikeruk on Fri, 01 May 2020

Grass I want to tell you about grass. Not the sort of grass where soldiers lay Cut down by bow and arrow, Or by bullet or bomb. Not the brown stuff...