A badly written piece of faux-inked nonsense masquerading as great literature by Jayne d’Arcy. Blame her brother, Jim, for being the sweet, precocious child he was who mangled his best friend’s name into Ronny Gumfarm. Enjoy!
The Horse Was
Argle.
Hack.
Hairball?
Ronny Gumfarm tweaked his nose, sneezed and coughed for a second time. The horse over [...]

Taren glanced down at the tips of his Oxfords as they were the only thing safe to stare at for the moment. Unfortunately for Taren, staring at ones feet while running away is not conducive to one’s safety. This, Taren was discovering very quickly as he ran skull on into a street lamp.
The [...]

Jan sat down upon the frog and pondered the lint in the palm of her hand. It was a gift from Jones, the lint that is, not her hand. She got her hand from the ParaTechnical Institute of Prosthetic Limbs and Intuitive Burping.
The lint was feathery, a bit grey, but not terribly [...]

I’ve lost my foot before. It never strays far, thankfully, but it’s still annoying when one wakes up from a blissless dream involving Paris Hilton and Bella Abzug and said one finds the aforementioned foot off on its own.
This morning was no different than any other, with a few exceptions. The [...]

She caught her eye just as it drifted over her cup of coffee. Blushing, Mirine tucked it back into her eye socket and blinked a few times. Nasoor’s smile sparkled like burnt sugar. He found Mirine to be such a delight, that such trivial things as just happened really didn’t bother [...]

Saturday. Hmmm. As saturdays go, this was the saturday-est. Of course, that doesn’t mean to say that today isn’t saturday, because it isn’t. Are you tracking what I’m saying? No, you’re not listening at all. In fact, I would have to say that you are a lot like my Uncle Edolphus Pestimeir the XIV, the [...]