And There Was Ninja Moustache (Chapter 44)

    I assumed this whole British-mafia-boss-coming-to-murder-my-best-friend thing was one of LaShawn’s odd jokes. I don’t always get jokes. I stared at him, awaiting an explanation, but he just nodded, then went and crouched between two nearby bushes and looked about in the fallen leaves and dirt like he was trying to find a lost contact... Continue Reading →

Short Fiction: The Museum

Lyle Kelp loved dinosaurs. He thought they were the perfect creatures. Not triceratopses though. Jeez Louise, you didn’t want to be around when he launched into one of his anti-triceratops rants. But he loved the other dinosaurs. Lyle lived in Sinklewich, a town in the fair state of Obadiah. The governor of Obadiah got people... Continue Reading →

Christmas Poem: Traditions

Well it’s another December and Christmas again, A time of peace and goodwill toward men, A season to celebrate the Saviour’s birth, Observed all over the face of the earth, With traditions of food and stories and gifts, And songs, and family to celebrate with. Now, some of our customs got me thinking, You see,... Continue Reading →

And There Was Ninja Moustache (Chapter 37)

    Yesterday afternoon, justice buried its head in the sand as London crime kingpin, Jimmy O’Shea, was released from prison. He had served just eight months of his eight-year sentence for money laundering and arson.    Aside from his proven crimes, O’Shea (a.k.a. Biscuits) is also suspected of drug dealing, bribery, assault, robbery, match fixing,... Continue Reading →

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