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They only respect intelligence. I still think the alien race would have let us live. If only we had hid youtube from them.

Restrictions. Rules. Regulations. One too many times have I silently sat by as the walls closed in. No longer will I accept this monarchy to say what is just without giving apt reason. “Because we know what is best for you,” is an unacceptable grounds. There must be checks and balances! They won’t k...

Algernon Sydney is Dead wrote:
Hmm. I detect a theme in your twabbles. But a cold pistol and hot love? Or...

Now he's hot leaded
Plug him and see
Yes my barrel's at a hundred and three
Come on bastard
I'll make you dance.
Hot leaded.

hrmmm... I'll try to lean more to the fairy tale ones again.

She waits on the beach tired every night for his return. She loved him once. Fingers wrap a cold pistol. She fears him now.

strawman wrote:Don't be afraid. Just picture your audience in their underwear.
Usually a pretty accurate picture.

Welkommen

... We're supposed to be wearing underwear!? Why did no one tell me sooner!?

Welcome Melliema.

Thanks Dreamrock. Glad you like it and want to give it a read. My twitter name is KatArtrive. I don't really have a "site" so much as just a blog. But that is just http://lizpennies.blogspot.com/" onclick="window.open(this.href);return false; No need to link it if you don't feel it's a good fit to l...

“So this is the afterlife?” He asked. “Yup.” “Huh.” He looked around. “What do you for fun here?” “Mostly we just tell stories.” “What kind of stories?” “How we died. Things like that.” “Ah.” He shuffled his feet. “So… how did you die?” “Combat training.” He replied. “My commander told me, ‘Never th...

I wrote this one too late at night. I meant to put in a visual of a meat grinder somewhere in there.

They gathered 'round for a telling of another far fetched fairy tale. "Dearly beloved," he began. "Oh! I love this one!"

“You’re certain? Love potions are taboo.” “Yes! I’ve tried everything,” I explained to the gypsy man at his booth. “Gave her flowers, chocolates, and have done everything she has ever asked of me. A spell is the only way she’ll love me!” “Very well.” He hands me a little bottle. “What is it?” “Don’t...

"Not again." I wake, groaning and stiff. "I need a drink, back rub, and possibly a necromancer. Rigor mortis is a bitch."

Pinocchio saw his father smoking a pipe one evening. It looked fun. One match strike and it was back to the carving board.

Subject: Tim told me you would like this. Hello. I was speeking with mutuel frend Tim the other day and he said you be very happy to enjoy this opportunity business. My name is P. B. Promuleet. It is unfortunate not we have meet sooner. I here good thing of you, and decide you deserve chance at bett...

HA! I didn't see that you dribbled this till just now. Thanks again, Bell.

She brought soft gifts, food, and tiny hearts. She loved him so. Disgusted, all he saw were animal carcasses. She meows.

Algernon Sydney is Dead wrote:
In maths, "e" is the natural base of everything, not 10. But, "e" is irrational -- proving that mathematicians are nuts!

And thus also inadvertently proving why I like Math.

Proudly showed her changes he made. Clutter everywhere. Jaw dropped. "No. I said I wish you were more like the RAT PACK."

Wow. I'm glad you saved it too, Strawman! Leftovers are underrated, I say.

Is it bad that when I originally read the title to this one I instantly wanted to rebut with BBQ Barbie?

Nice Drabble!