Category: Might Want to be Mature
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We just can’t anymore. This abysmal toast of every morning. The spotted sunrise. The opiate day curtains. The panic, the… Read more.
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The Salaman stood inside a half-circle shower stall made of smooth zoo stone and let the water spray upon him.… Read more.
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He was feeling restless in his overheated testicles on that day when everything changed. The man named Steeple resembled a… Read more.
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Allison Grundy stood in her front yard behind the safety of a white-picket fence and a grouchy demeanor. She had… Read more.
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The man plopped down into a soft sofa of sand. The waves out there before him were at medium. They… Read more.
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It’s the countdown to broken neck as end of summer lawns hiss as the sprinklers spit at the grass like… Read more.
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“But Mr. LaBrush. I was simply making a statement about the love for all people and accepting Christine for who… Read more.
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“Holy shit!” Franco Dellaronti exclaimed. “I think I just killed him with kudzu pie and lactose-free egg nog!” Read more.
