January 2010
24 posts
Deadbeat Summer by Neon Indian
Steve’s Song from Dr Horrible’s Sing...
“A lot of people think kids say the darnedest things, but so would you if you had...”
– Eugene Mirman
I love this bit.
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The XX - Crystalised from XX
“you know, manga studio, despite having the unfortunate name manga studio is...”
– Me, motherfuckers.
Children of Stalin pt 1
365stories:
by Peter
A lone phone rings in the middle of the night. A man is there to answer the phone, his name is Jimmy Bonnarelli. He answers the phone,”Yeah, this is Jimmy” A man with a Brooklyn accent responds, “There are some friends of mine that are coming into town this week, and I want you to give them a proper welcoming. You know, some of that Jimmy B hospitality.” “Five star?” “I...
Lava Lamps
365stories:
The alarm clock goes off. It’s 7:00AM, time to go to work. A hand reaches out from underneath a blanket, feeling around, slowly making its way to the alarm clock. The hand reaches the alarm, finally meeting its goal, and comes to rest on top of it. The alarm continues to blare. 2 hours and 43 minutes later, the alarm is still blaring, and our protagonist finally rouses from his...
Scarcely Believable
365stories:
by Peter
All he can muster up is just one word,”Please.” “No, I don’t love you.” She tells him with all the coldness of a judge sentencing a man to death. And there it is, the kick to the stomach. It hits him like a pro kick boxer, piercing his stomach and spinning around at a 1000rpm, twisting and entangling his entrails around. Those two words, so small and insignificant,...
Interstellar Sartorialism
365stories:
By Peter
The klarthonian scungleberg is a hideous and foul smelling creature. It’s pelt is a patcy mess of fur, mud, twigs, leaves, and whatever other bits of debris or detritus found its way into the scungleberg’s coat. This was an evolutionary mechanism which causes the creature to excrete a very powerful and malodrious glue, that for industrial purposes one might glue a helmet to...
My Job Title Is Waiter
365stories:
by Peter
Waiting. I hate waiting. This whole job is waiting. Waiting out the hotel. Waiting until something happens . Waiting until you blow your brains out. It’s like doing laundry at a laundromat, which reminds me, I gotta do the laundry. My clothes are starting to smell funky, and I know I’m gonna need clean clothes after this job. Why don’t I just buy a washing machine? I have...
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Cold Front pt 1
365stories:
by Peter
It was cold, too cold, unnaturally so. This was the type of cold found in the depths of the arctic in the dead of winter, but this was the city, in the middle of summer. It was night, but that hardly makes this dirty dinghy alleyway into the siberian wilderness. Jeff stood there in the middle of the alleyway, shivering from the cold. He tried in vain to draw warmth by...
Cold Front pt 1
365stories:
by Peter
It was cold, too cold, unnaturally so. This was the type of cold found in the depths of the arctic in the dead of winter, but this was the city, in the middle of summer. It was night, but that hardly makes this dirty dinghy alleyway into the siberian wilderness. Jeff stood there in the middle of the alleyway, shivering from the cold. He tried in vain to draw warmth by...