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A Journal of Dark Humor and the Truly Bizarre
Tuesday, March 5, 2019
BACON-TASTIC by Paul Mooney
"Hello, thanks for calling the Baconator 64000 Technical Support Hotline. My name's Carl, how can I help you? Okay, have you tr...
SPACE SALOON by Daniel Hampton
I was sittin’ on a three-legged stool at the bar. The bartender was wiping the counter with a white cloth. I was sippin’ on my favorite beve...
WITH A WINK AND A NOD by Paul Beckman
It was four days before my fifty-eighth birthday when my body started to fall apart. I was taking a late morning walk in the park when I f...
INVICTUS , I SHOUT by Mitchell Krockmalnik Grabois
1. In Highcastle Pharmacy, Tiffany meanders the aisles, always returning to the discount lipstick rack with its blurry mirror. 2. ...
GROWTH by Paul Beckman
Marty’s growth had a mind of its own. It grew from a freckle to a mole and from a mole to a sebaceous cyst. This was over the course of tw...
Sunday, February 18, 2018
RAGING PRIAPUS by Cameron Kirk
All the gods were there: the gods of love, sorrow, virtue, honor and liberty, to name but a few. Among the minor deities were the god of idl...
BATTLE OF THE BANDS by Caleb Echterling
A yellow stream splashed over the collection of tubas, French horns, and trumpets. “That’s what I think of your shitty band,” said the sourc...
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