three minute plastic

The traffic light snaps a picture and a driver turns to ash. Cops with Gatling guns for mouths patrol the streets from above, their mechanic...

I sat whining in the back of the cafeteria when a large bellied woman placed a dark blue stress ball on the table in front of me. My neck cr...

The Dark Knight stormed into the ancient castle brandishing his good looks. That was his intent, anyway. In his haste—and in full armor— he ...

Does gravity always work? Surely, once in awhile, it just stops working. After all, nothing is perfect. Dr. Shingles decided to perform a te...

We watched the room melt into slag, the furniture crystallizing into nothingness, the sound waves of the ambient noise converting to raw ele...

The coffee is too cold. It's always too cold at Chomsky Coffee but this time he doesn’t ask for a fresh cup. It's not worth the sco...

Erik the Redneck spent his summer vacation “flipping Burghers.” He hung around the village tavern waiting for gluttonous merchants to pass ...