Category: Black Comedy
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The Lobster Guy (Eight)
“I don’t know if I can go back to his table,” Maggie said. “He’s crushing my positive Red Lobster vibe, and I’m just not okay with that.” Read more
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The Lobster Guy (Seven)
Truman took in a shocked breath and sat back in the booth. “You just blew my mind, my eerie lobster friend. There I was this whole time, rotting away in Neptune, Nebraska, breaking chicken necks and punching a register at some shitty grocery store. There I was, pining over a woman I could never have.… Read more
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The Lobster Guy (Five)
And what he saw there made his eyes spiral in angry madness like a psychotic clown. Read more
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The Lobster Guy (Two)
Excerpt: “I could, and I would if I lived there instead of this shithole. I would eat lobster every damn day, and you know what, if you came to visit me, I wouldn’t let you have any lobster at all. I’d say to you, ‘No lobster roll for you, Mr. Munich,’ and then I’d tell… Read more
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The Lobster Guy (One)
Truman stripped off his clothes and dipped his lanky body into the scalding water. It hurt at first, but then his body got used to it. His body always got used to it. His hot lemon-butter bath had become a regular ritual lately and he thought he might be going absolutely nuts.View post to subscribe… Read more
CEREAL AFTER SEX 