Where the F**k Is the Pizza?
Short Story I woke up abruptly gasping for breath. My heart raced as I tried to decide whether I was more frightened or confused. I decided I was unsure, stood up, and without...
Tagged: embarrassment
Lolita’s Lap Dance – Part Two
Short Story To those girls I must have looked like a bargain-basement version of themselves. Nevertheless, someone apparently wanted a dance from this heavily discounted pseudo-stripper and I had decided, against my better judgement,...
Lame-O-Tard – Part Two
Short Story Scowl-face stifled a laugh as I pushed past her and out the door, whose bells jingled cheerily and ruined my exit. I opened the car door and my mouth to explain...
Summer Camp Surprise
Short Story Rachel waddled down the dirt path to the port-a-potty and flung the door open. The smell slapped her in the face and escaped with such force she actually stepped out of...
A Lesson From My Founding Fathers
I stiffly sit back in my creaking wooden school chair my blank-faced response to the professor’s inquiry now burning into a lovely scarlet the rosy color perhaps forming into the letter D for Dunce...
