100 word stories. Post all you like, maybe we'll dip in and use yours?
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" Sure I was wild in my youth, bouncin from rock to rock causing trouble, killin the native to pass the time, showing my ass. You'd think livin clean on this god for saken ice hole of a moon, farm algy, and raising kids would have beat'n the demonds out of me, but I guess they've been there the whole time, sIttin just below the suface wait'n for a chance to taste that thick coppery smell you get when the deputy realizes the bloody stump acoss the room is wearing his boot. Now let me ask again, where is Sheriff Henson."