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Jazz is pretty much always playing in the background.

Climb a rope or climb a tree?

ayurveDA - REDiscover

Sugar cone, please.

Humming or whistling?

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"Do you know what happens to a toad when it's struck by lightning? The same thing that happens to everything else." <img src="/images/emoticons/eusa_doh.gif" alt="d&#39;oh!">

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Ooh, this is a nice one! LOL

Zardoz

Table + ED = Belated

Bright ideas are always welcome.

Retreating -> Progressing

One bright and beautiful summer's day, The Jingles family --Mom, Dad and their two kids-- decided to go on a picnic and play at the park. They packed a big basket filled with submarine sandwiches, fresh fruit and their favourite delicious cookies as a special treat. They packed everything up in their car. Dad said, “Ho! Ho!” Mom said, “Hee! Hee!” The kids said, “Ha! Ha!” ...

Added 31 Jul 2020 | Category Flash Fiction | Votes 3 | Avg Score 5 | Views 53 | 3 Comments

‘What a view.’ Felix never imagined that thought would ever cross his mind while looking down from a Ferris Wheel, probably because he had always kept his eyes shut. Earlier, the yin and yang of excitement and trepidation had pulled at him when he and his dad arrived at the summer carnival. Like any boy, he loved the atmosphere, essentially a kid’s version of Nirvana: the lights, the...

Added 22 Jul 2020 | Category Flash Fiction

Billy sat on the front step of his house with Flip, his cat, minding his own business when Elmira Kane ran up to him. She pointed her finger, still sticky from sucking taffy. “I know your secret, Billy Collins!” she declared. Billy gulped. Her chunky grin exposing the blackness between her missing teeth, she announced, “You're in love with the teacher!” His ears burned red beneath...

Added 07 Jul 2020 | Category Micro Fiction | Votes 8 | Avg Score 5 | Views 156 | 7 Comments

Weinland Research Institute; Level 4, Lab Center 6 “‘Specimen Delta-Alpha 8102.60.9’, ” Magnusson read aloud from the container label. He drew a sample from it and applied it to a glass disc. “Specimen Delta-Alpha...” Samuels repeated, pausing to yawn, “...  8102.60.9.” He took the glass and placed it under the microscope. A sigh wheezed from his lungs before he blinked through...

Added 23 Apr 2019 | Category Flash Fiction | Votes 5 | Avg Score 5 | Views 592 | 4 Comments

“God- damn -it!” Mike barked as he pumped his car brakes and spanked the horn with his palm. The cause of his consternation --a speeding black sedan that cut him off on the highway-- was already long gone. “Stupid son of a…” “Mike,” Cynthia sighed aloud, interrupting him, “why do you bother?” “ “He cut me off! What am I supposed to do?” “You can’t do anything about drivers like that....

Added 02 Jan 2019 | Category Supernatural | Votes 7 | Avg Score 5 | Views 569 | 7 Comments

As his band stepped onto the stage, Tyrone stole a moment to sip his dirty martini. He ran his tongue along his upper lip as he admired the glass, savoring the lingering taste of the alcohol. With a contented sigh, he got up and walked onto the stage. During his break, the din of the bar had swelled to a jumbled murmur. The restless audience had taken to chattering over clinking glasses...

Added 30 Sep 2018 | Category Flash Fiction | Votes 20 | Avg Score 5 | Views 892 | 23 Comments

December 22, 2015 Ricky breathes deeply as he walks through the park. The air, sweetened by the scent of pine and cooled by the fallen snow, refreshes his lungs and spirit. It’s barely evening, yet it’s already dark out, the sun having slipped below the horizon. The snow on the ground is new and untrodden. It casts a luminous blanket all around, as if flying above the clouds at night. He...

Added 30 Jan 2016 | Category Flash Fiction | Votes 8 | Avg Score 5 | Views 1,342 | 9 Comments

With the blackout having hit the cottage a few minutes earlier, Ariel propped the flashlight on the kitchen counter, opened the oven and peeked in anxiously. She hoped the cookies she had made survived the power outage. They certainly smelled great. Nothing like freshly baked cookies to warm up a cold, rainy night. She took out the baking tray and set it aside on the counter before turning...

Added 02 Mar 2015 | Category Supernatural | Votes 3 | Avg Score 4.67 | Views 1,088 | 2 Comments

“It’s not what it looks like,” he said, frantically fumbling with the computer mouse. She smirked. “That isn’t the Victoria’s Secret website?” Failing to minimize the screen, he switched tactics. “I’m looking for your Christmas gift." “Oh? And only 364 shopping days left!” He stroked his beard and chuckled nervously, “Well, after all, I’m a busy man.” “You work one night a...

Added 20 Dec 2014 | Category Micro Fiction | Votes 9 | Avg Score 4.89 | Views 2,109 | 12 Comments