Tag: humor
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Echo: A Dystopian Science Fiction Novel
A hundred words. A thousand. Ten thousand. A hundred thousand. A MILLION. I write and I write and I write, turning my imagination inside out, upside down and into a dimension-twisting mobius. I lose track of time and space as my fingers dance across the keys, channeling idea after idea after idea… “KENT WAYNE!” The…
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Kor’Thank: A High School Absurdical
I think, therefore I am. That applies to humans, animals, plants… …or Kent Wayne’s finger. Thank you Descartes. I’ll take it from here. My life as a forefinger is devoid of dignity. Whether I’m wrapped around Kent Wayne’s wiener, gripping the shaft until he finishes into a dirty sock, or whether I’m picking God-knows-what out…
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What the stripper-fail is happening, all my fellow big-wienered peers who’ve gotten a little too enthused and tried to spiral upside down on the pole while holding it tightly with your inner thighs but in the process you mash your dick-n-balls right up against the sticky metal, creating a giant red burn right down the…
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Echo: A Dystopian Science Fiction Novel
“So Kent, how do you feel about becoming the next Captain America?” Doctor Ray carefully measures out a singular dose of Super Soldier serum. “Ah, a little nervous, to be honest.” I laugh self-consciously. “It’s a lot of responsibility, you know? Being strapped to a cold metal table doesn’t help.” He gives my shoulder a…
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What the bung-tickle is happening, all my up-until-now-very-content fuckers who’re happily smashing but now there’s a fingertip brushing your b-hole which causes you to freeze like a jacklit deer, eyes wide with uncertainty for what the future might hold as your mind revs up to 1000 mph trying to figure out whether you should chance…
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Kor’Thank: A High School Absurdical
WHAT IF… My wiener and ballsack achieved sentience? Ha! It happened! I’m a goddamn wish-machine! But things don’t go as planned. The exact opposite, actually. Wiener immediately begins slapping me across the face—wh’pap PAP, wh’pap-pap-PAP!—blinding me with its monstrous glans and wrinkled folds. “AKK! PHHBT! WHAT ARE YOU—” I raise my hands in an instinctive…
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What the hog-bulge is happening, all my fellow well-endowed peeps who like to activate the salivary glands of fervent admirers by wearing super tight jeans or letting the glans poke out the bottom of the shorts or the top of the waistband as if your wiener was an overfriendly neighbor saying “Hi! Hello! How’s everything…
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Echo: A Dystopian Science Fiction Novel
HNNGH! Ah…nothing better than beating my meat before a relaxing nap. Wait, where’s the load? I can’t see it anywhere. Gotta clean it up before— Zzzzz…. SEVERAL MONTHS LATER… Dum-dee-dum-dee-dum…make some eggs, drink some coffee, fire up the laptop so I can get to writing… Wait. What was that? Did someone break in? …
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What the shroom-gasm is happening, all you psychedelic genital-rubbers who go deep into the throes of a color-drenched wonderland, then end up screaming and flailing as bat-winged cocks and manta-ray vajeens swoop toward you and roar like a pack of starving demon-tigers— Get ahold of yourself, man! Manifest a sword, deal a fatal blow to…
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Kor’Thank: A High School Absurdical
IN THE NEAR FUTURE… Some people thought the world was gonna end, but they were dead wrong. We could handle the virus. There was one plague, however, that had us beat from the get-go. KARENS. Once they started mutating into variants, we never stood a chance. Adelines, Claires, Katelyns, Judiths… You can’t fight. You…
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