Humour

The Marathon of Life

A Ray of Hope

I hope to once again lick cheezie dust off my fingers without the fear of dying. I hope to hear a bartender ask, “Will that be shaken or stirred?” I…

Risky Business

When we were young, safety standards were a fuck of a lot lower than the heightened protocols of today. In lieu of a seat belt, Mom would slingshot her arm…

I DREAM OF SLEEP

I’m writing this in the middle of the night. More specifically, between 3:30 - 6:30 a.m., when I’m consistently wide the fuck awake! Flopping back and forth fires up my…

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