by Martyn Bryant
The Barbara Era eventually came to a close. Barbara had won The Canadian MourningTM Championship Match every year from 2006 to 2012 but in 2...
by Craig Calhoun
1
As soon as I pulled my fist from the hole that I’d put in the drywall, I knew that there was nothing that I could say to make it disappea...
By R. Daniel Lester
“Manpower has tits,” said The Dusk.
Speed Demon popped the top on a fresh can of Bud Light. “I know,” he said, treading carefully. Onc...
by James C. Strouse
It was Take Your Daughter to Work Day and I didn’t have a job so the girls and I slept in till noon, then went downtown to the Mexican gr...
By Andrea Wrobel
Pause for a second. My name is Samantha Able and I am currently choking on the little pink bit of eraser that used to be attached to my HB n...
by Sean Johnston
You build the factory. You make the soup the workers eat. You build a house about 20 minutes by bus from the factory. The bus route doesn’t ...
by April Kelly
I screwed up. Big time. In my defense, the end of quarter sales figures were about to be tallied and that dick Cromwell was poised to be...
by Suzanne Crone
Rosco Perdu sits under his impressive Chippendale desk brushing his teeth. He is cross-legged on the plush Wedgewood-blue carpet, and surround...
