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StoryAll the women in my family smoke maggyvaneijk1714 years 10 months ago
StoryStumble itsnotnatural414 years 10 months ago
StoryThe MMR vaccine Terrence Oblong514 years 10 months ago
StoryABC tales Bad Writing Prize! ( I P ) skinner_jennifer1614 years 10 months ago
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StoryDrama Attempt : “Magic Moments” (IP) well-wisher414 years 10 months ago
StoryOne Shirley Temple and Five Pints of Stella maggyvaneijk2214 years 10 months ago
StoryIgor Makes a Friend hudsonmoon214 years 10 months ago
StoryPeeing with Whitman hudsonmoon414 years 10 months ago
StoryIgor Gets the Finger hudsonmoon214 years 10 months ago
StoryHans Gets Stollen hudsonmoon214 years 11 months ago
StoryWhy Diner Sores are Extinct hudsonmoon214 years 11 months ago
StoryLet's Start Again oldpesky2214 years 11 months ago
StoryFinding Art M_C_Green614 years 11 months ago
StoryNo Place Like Home markbrown614 years 11 months ago
StoryMarshmallow spiltmilk414 years 12 months ago
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StoryThe day nothing much happened 4/4 Geoffrey215 years 3 months ago

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My stories

The Giant Who Wasn't So Big For His Britches

“Mind what you say to me, sire,” said the housekeeper. “I know where you sleep nights!"
Cherry

Bad Writing the Alphabet (IP)

A boy careened down Eternal Falls getting huge injuries just kicking loons most nasty onto Parisians quietly rioting since the unconventional Venezuelean went xenophobic yodeling zanily.

Sniffin' Maggots

Sue Hawkins got down on all fours and sniffed at the deck with all the grace and aplomb of a prized bloodhound.

Clown Feet and Mushy Matters

I have a son. His name is Sam.

Hans and the Flowering Goat Grave

"I must sit down. The fragrance is turning my knees into butter."

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