The Fog Man Cometh

Jan 05, 2020 18:49


Brundle walked back into the kitchen, fully refreshed from his routine pre-dinner-rush constitutionals, and slammed into a wall of thick, black smoke. The all-too familiar aroma of charred dough and cheese filled his nostrils. His eyes welled up with tears, partly from the smoke, but mostly from the thought of his perfectly-topped meat monster ( Read more... )

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favoritebean January 7 2020, 07:01:21 UTC
This was a hilarious story.

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tsuki_no_bara January 7 2020, 16:18:10 UTC
that was thoroughly silly and totally fun. i giggled a lot. except now i kind of want some pizza....

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marlawentmad January 7 2020, 19:56:27 UTC
You always manage to let us know exactly who your characters are in a succinct way. The tone of this piece is funny. Bravo!

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karmasoup January 8 2020, 06:07:05 UTC
This would have been one incredibly bizarre situation, and then the Fog man himself went and pushed it up to like, thirteen over the top with all that crazy talk about the freakiest S#!% - reminds me of Vincent D'Onofrio in Men In Black!

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halfshellvenus January 9 2020, 09:05:43 UTC
Love the names here of all of these dunderheads.

I thought of those poor paper mule’s families faces when they found out that their prodigal son wasn’t comin home for pork chops.
I guess I've never given proper consideration to exactly what kind of animal pinatas are supposed to be. But I feel even worse for them now, regardless.

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