Humor

Newton Dewberry’s Go-Kart
Ten-year-old Uly scrunched up his face and looked at the inert hunk of rusty iron sitting on the table. It was a single-stroke, five-horsepower Briggs & Stratton gasoline engine. The oil had been replaced with rust.
By Travis Williams4 years ago in Fiction
The Woman Who Lived in a Shoe
Once upon a time, there was a woman who lived in a shoe She had so many children that she did not know what to do Wait a minute let me tell you the real story:
By Semper George4 years ago in Fiction
A moment in time
(The lights come on abruptly, as AJ wakes up and realizes his circumstances) AJ: What the…. Where am I ? Hellooooo ! (The lights turned a deep yellow, turning the room into a pit of gold, as he remained unshackled, terrified, in the bright room with 2 doors and no windows).
By Ty sims4 years ago in Fiction
The Photoshoot
I’m naked. Well, half naked with trickles of sweat dripping down my back. The only thing covering me is a cloth across my midsection. Why isn’t the air conditioning on, it’s July for shits sakes.
By Jenna Da Sie4 years ago in Fiction
Why Florida's Mail Moves So Slowly
I am not a USPS driver nor will I probably ever be. So realize this story is an entirely fictional take on a day in the job. Also the Florida Man story in this piece is also fictional as far as I know. If you happen to know of a story that has a lot of similarities then please share it with me.
By Josephine Mason4 years ago in Fiction
Water in Dry Places
Izem Mokrani explained his desire to take a vehicle, out into the desert, to his coworker this way: “Because that’s where I intend to set the music free.”
By Eric Wolf4 years ago in Fiction
One World Day
She stands just within reach. As Anya turns to face me, tiny freckles materialize across her delicate face. Her mouth opens, but all I can hear are the blares of…are those bagpipes?
By Sarah de Leon4 years ago in Fiction
The Diaries of General Dylan
She will never wrong me again. You would think after all the love I gave her, the unsolicited smiles and unexpected laughter she would not dare cross me. Yet here I am contemplating a battle I had hoped it would never come to.
By Jay Wildfeathers4 years ago in Fiction
Erratic Fiction
He lies sprawled on my bed, arms and legs tied up, a can of whipped cream waiting invitingly on the end table by his blindfolded head. He’s a sight to behold, all right: three hundred pounds with bumps in all the wrong places. This is about to get freaky, I think as I shake up the can of whipped cream. Real freaky . . . What the fuck?
By McKenzie Price4 years ago in Fiction
Kenny the Kosmic Kitten
Nick November was a fourteen year old boy, and all he wanted in the whole world was a cat. He was allergic to dogs so he thought a cat would be the perfect pet. Every time Nick asked his parents for a cat they always said the same thing “Maybe.” He had a pet rock, but it ran away from home. Don’t ask me how a pet rock ran away from home I don’t know. Nick was getting good grades in school so he had a feeling they would say yes. Nick’s parents were Nattily and Neil November. Nick’s Mom worked in a jewelry store and his dad was a dentist. Nick’s dad made lots of money, but didn’t like to spend it. It was Sunday afternoon Nick’s parents were sitting in the living room on the couch. Nick’s Dad was watching a football game. Nick’s Mom was pretending to watch the game she didn’t really care about sports.
By Jmjulius15 Jay4 years ago in Fiction
Minister Fer Roads
Minister fer Roads _______________ I live in South Morang near Melbourne, Australia. What’s interesting about that is there isn't a Morang; no North Morang and no East or West Morang just South Morang and while I’m talking about whacky suburb names, how about this one: Just up the road from here there’s Whittlesea. True. Whittlesea. Nearest bit of coast is over an hour’s drive away. Can’t you feel sorry for the poor bugger who bought a boat and moved there?
By Suzsi Mandeville4 years ago in Fiction
Barry Dagman's party
Barry Dagmans Party A short skit ______________________________ Scene: The stage is bare except for a washing machine. (Hollowed out so Barry can climb inside. Handle on the back, so he can make it look like it vibrates …)
By Suzsi Mandeville4 years ago in Fiction