The Joker
Two guys walk into a bar; the third one ducks.
I gave some old stories a little love and polish. Find them here. They are my personal favourites.
Two guys walk into a bar; the third one ducks.
She’s a smoke show.
So, who the fiddler’s flying fig decided Mars needed alligators?
Eddie’s fist connected with a satisfying crunch and Haley couldn’t keep from smiling.
“I’d love to, babe, but my phone’s just about out of juice!
The white line on the highway blurred and steadied.
Let’s get the moral of the story up front, shall we?
I can’t find the time to write.
Doug leans back in his Lazyboy and stretches his arms over his head with laced fingers.
Once upon a time, there was a beautiful kingdom.
I relish the fine minutia of perfection.
Mary had a disgruntled little lamb