hudsonmoon

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StoryHans Gets Stollen hudsonmoon215 years 3 months ago
StoryWhy Diner Sores are Extinct hudsonmoon215 years 3 months ago
StoryLet's Start Again oldpesky2215 years 4 months ago
StoryFinding Art M_C_Green615 years 4 months ago
StoryNo Place Like Home markbrown615 years 4 months ago
StoryMarshmallow spiltmilk415 years 4 months ago
StoryBathroom spiltmilk515 years 4 months ago
StoryThe day nothing much happened 4/4 Geoffrey215 years 8 months ago

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My stories

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."

Igor Makes a Friend

From the first day I started digging up body parts for Horace, I was smitten with the eclectic nature of his beauty.

Peeing with Whitman

"You just may win a heart by the time I’m done with you.“
Cherry

A New Year for Hans

"A story, Hans!" they shouted. "We are on the edge of our seats with excitement!"

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