“Would you like an anal probe, sir?” “No, I’m fine thank you.” “These are the final anal posts in the area, sir,” he continued. “After all, you never...
I was working in one of those offices where everyone has photos of their family on their desk. Those without family have pictures of pets. My wall is...
“We chose a bad day to come to this planet, Finch,” I said. Finch said nothing, he just let the rain gush down on him, as if he was enjoying a shower...
Thanks insert, I apologise
Posted on Sat, 21 Jan 2017
Thanks insert, I apologise for my 'I'll edit when I'm dead' approach and will sort out the typos
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I think I'm going through an
Posted on Tue, 16 Feb 2016
I think I'm going through an identity crisis, I almost thanked Celticman for the cherry, but just remembered in time that I didn't write the story.
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