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On the Day of Her Descending
The egg yolk had a bloody spot.
Expecting (Scrapped Before the First Session)
But either way, I’ll never get another chance to use this shit that I made.
HOMEFRONTING
1945. Germany. You’re 12 years old. You and the remnants of your Flakhelfer unit are arguing over which is scarier: the war or the supposedly-haunted house you’ve taken shelter in.
The Devil’s Doing
Pedro dove to the track for a ten as a train approached.
The Joker: A Review
The Joker. My god, The Joker.
What about Wu Tang?
I think eight people attended. The following week, we tabled, hit offices with flyers, had a meeting.
Awl Fwk Tup
I never saw or heard a gunshot.
I could have been a CrimethInc. Kid / people in hell deserve a hand
“I couldn’t brave another psychotic episode”
Paved with Good Intentions
Bartholomew brought the hat around back once the show was over. He had passed it around as he always did, but the last few nights, it just didn’t fill.
My Dying Heir
The girls bathed my son in the morning, as they do every morning. I call him retarded but doctors don’t know what it is actually.