One sunny day a rabbit came out of her hole in the ground to enjoy the fine weather. The day was so nice that she became careless and a fox sneaked up behind her and caught her.

“I am going to eat you for lunch!”, said the fox.

“Wait!” replied the rabbit, “You should at least wait a few days.”

“Oh yeah? Why should I wait?”

“Well, I am just ( Read more... )

So as a few of you who read this have found out, I have finally been published, so I must thank the nice people at Aphelion Magazine for publishing me. I have a handful of outstanding stories that I really should finish, but I don't feel much in a writing mood these days. I feel more in a mood that doesn't have a name, really. It could best be ( Read more... )

Kill us. Kill us. Kill us. Please, kill us. What are we? We cannot move, have no power to touch, why is it our lot in life to bear witness only to shrieking harpies, at all hours, forever plotting against each other in order to secure the affections of homophobic, preening date rapists. Kill us.

We have been thinking, long have we been ( Read more... )

There used to be a point in time when a day couldn't go by without posting how much I love a certain woman on my blog. My days of romantic youth may have gone, but I still love her. Sometimes days pass and I wonder how something that's such an intangible feeling can grow and evolve. There were times when I'd wonder who I was going to end up with, ( Read more... )

What's the solution?
Mih light bill come to 22 grand
and me nuh pay the rent yet
mih nah have internet
and me nah get no free hit from the Cuban
What's the solution?
The water bill cause pure confusion

So how dem wah we fi live?
nobody wah give
and Daz two main source for humour
machine dem low
but pocket empty...

A soft drizzle of rain fell unceasingly on the old bridge. It had been here for a long time, and me, I was a newcomer to this world of the dank and darkness. It’s sad when you don’t have a family. It’s even sadder when you do have a family, but they don’t particularly care about you. See, on this cold and wet evening, I packed my bags and headed ( Read more... )

This is a tribute to the nice guys. The nice guys that finish last, that never become more than friends, that endure hours of whining and bitching about what assholes guys are, while disproving the very point. This is dedicated to those guys who always provide a shoulder to lean on but restrain themselves to tentative hugs, those guys who ( Read more... )

Whoa oh whoa oh whoa oh oh whoa oh ( Read more... )

Woman 1: “What is that little trash can on the screen?”

Woman 2: “My son says that is called the ‘recycle bin’. He tells me when I don’t want a Word document anymore and I delete it, it really goes in there.”

Woman 1: “Why in the recycle thingy? Can’t you just erase it?”

Woman 2: “Oh no, Word wouldn’t work for very long if I did that, I would run ( Read more... )

Dear Girls (from us guys ( Read more... )