A short story by the Uborkites.
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What was it that I found so beguilingly familiar about that Bowie-eyed woman? My mind searched my memory in the same fruitless manner a man might pathetically grope around for his recently plucked and discarded eyeballs. As a logical and … Continue reading →

This millennium, there have been two occasions in which I have come very close to being deaded (there were some last millennium as well, but you tend not to appreciate these things as a teenager). The first was a car … Continue reading →

Dear Doctor Pockless, I am forced to agree with your recent thoughts on letters- I too have noticed a severe drop-off in my own letter output. I attribute this mainly to the fact that my hand-writing, never good at the … Continue reading →

—–Original Message—– From: Joe Maloney (7481) Sent: 22 July 2004 15:35 To: Nicholls, Daniel X Subject: RE: offensive yes. The school therapist in my elementary school was very keen on writing letters to people that you didn’t intend to send, … Continue reading →

If you look at my nose in profile, it has a kink in it. Like, it starts at a nice, level decline, and then about halfway through, jerks off at a 45-degree angle. As a small child, I remember hating … Continue reading →

He fled from cliche in much the same way   Liars avoid those things they have lied of As night flees from day he fled from cliche   As an affliction that one might die of  Hearing a joke he would not … Continue reading →