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StoryA Secret drkevin14 years 10 months ago
StoryPop Art drkevin14 years 10 months ago
StoryThe Peter Pandemic drkevin04 years 10 months ago
StoryFolklore #1 drkevin04 years 10 months ago
StoryGolden Memories: The Psychopath drkevin04 years 10 months ago
StoryGolden memories: The Wizard drkevin24 years 10 months ago
StoryThe Best Things in Life are Free drkevin04 years 10 months ago
StoryA Deconstruction of Life drkevin14 years 10 months ago
StoryThe Friendly Stranger drkevin04 years 10 months ago
StoryJago Has Gone Missing drkevin04 years 10 months ago
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StoryThe Young Bounder #2 drkevin04 years 11 months ago
StoryProfessor Jim drkevin14 years 11 months ago
StoryThe Magic of Honours drkevin04 years 11 months ago
StoryThe Good Doctor's Bedside Manner drkevin04 years 11 months ago
StoryThe Gangster's Eulogy drkevin04 years 11 months ago
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My stories

A Trifle Irritated

Veins bulging dangerously in a puce face, the old man shrieked in frustration. "You vile fiend! Dastardly blaggard. Devil's spital! I'll flog you, I...

A Reflection in the Toilet Water

On the lav it was a bit of a strain. Against the window, sporadic rain. Not exactly lovers' lane. But there's no gain without pain. No spit without a...

Guitar Man

I have a guitar which I like to strum. If I'm feeling good, I may even hum. It's less disruptive than banging a drum. And a great deal better than...

The Misanthropist

Mr. Drabble, Would rather play Scrabble, Than waste his time with the humdrum 'rabble'. Not for him, the tiresome babble. Not for him, the endless...

Domestic Bliss

"Well, he has a way with turds. I'll say that for him." "Oh! You mean he has a way with WORDS, Doris." Doris heaved a sigh and rooted about under the...

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