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Strange Stories

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  • Zeep In The City
    by Joshua Blanc
    -Sci-Fi – 3 Pages – Package runner Alpha One-Six, nicknamed `Zeep’ to endear him to Joe Public and his slobbering troglodyte family, had only been distracted for four hundredths of a second. But in that time, he’d somehow managed to collide with a stationary object; unwittingly knocking out his GPS, comm-link, and access to the…
  • In Green, Remembered
    by Christopher Nadeau
    I awoke knowing the link had been severed.  Tears stung my cheeks as I yanked the blankets off my body and stumbled out of bed, feeling sick and disoriented.                By the time I made it to the bathroom sink in anticipation of throwing up my late night trip to Taco Bell, the feeling had thankfully…
  • Ziontology
    by Mikel Davis
    By Mikel Davis “You slimy sack of fish shit!” Deputy Ploggard slammed his hairy fist down onto the grey metal table which separated the two men. His hand landed with such force that it left a fist-shaped dent in the middle of the table. The noise which followed echoed off…
  • “The New Job” by Rance Treakle
    by Rance Treakle
    [A Halloween Special from the 2003 Archives] I thought the devil was red and had a tail. I had braced myself for His appearance, His style, even His odor if need be. So what happens when I call Him? He shows up at my door in a three-piece suit, looking like a successful businessman. OK,…

Columns

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  • Broken Promises: Part III, The Final Insult…
    by Bob Senitram
    By Bob SenitramJust some guy who has no idea what he’s doing…. Back when I was young, I lived by the motto that a man’s word is his bond. Unfortunately, I wasn’t real big on discretion. Turns out, there’s a difference between being a man of your word and being too damn stupid to know…
  • Shit Schmelnoz Says, Part π!
    by Spamrider
    My old friend Schmelnoz the Incomprehensible, who is a space alien from the future of an alternate timeline, has never been married.  In fact, he didn’t even know what marriage was until I explained it to him.  And the reason I had to explain it to him was because he overheard someone using the expression,…
  • The Journey To HR, Part 122!
    by Stephen Johnson
    The bear swiped at Bob who was in mid-twirl and knocked him to the ground. The mauling began as Bob shrieked. “A bear?” he asked between his shrieks as the mauling continued. “Where in the blue fuck did you get a bear?” “LANGUAGE!” shouted the HR lady. “Sorry,” Bob said meekly. “It’s just….a bear?” The…
  • Broken Promises…Part II
    by Bob Senitram
    By Bob SenitramIf a trashy person talks nice, is it still trash talk? Like I mentioned last week, I like to keep my promises. But that don’t always go so good. This week, I’m seven years old and I’m spending he weekend at my grandma’s house. My grandma was kind of a mean person. But…

Memes

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Comics

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Random Strange Stories

  • A Deal with the Devil

    “Wh…what am I doing here?” John asked as he reached the checkpoint. “Let’s see,” the guard said, leafing through a thick notebook. “Ah, John Sedgewick. Here it is. Says here you cheated on your wife.” “Well, to be fair, she cheated on me first,” John said, in his defense. “Be that as it may, it’s…

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  • The Return Of Mr. Sockforahead

    Strange – 4 Pages – Daniel stood before the mirror in his rumpled suit. It didn’t fit him as well as it used to – he’d lost some weight. He slicked back his thinning dark hair and straightened his clip-on tie. Today was special; today he was free. More importantly, he was cured. He turned…

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  • Rush Hour in Chula Vista

    –Strange – 3 Pages – Even with all the windows rolled down the air inside Frank’s ’88 Chevy was much like the traffic along the Chula Vista highway, stagnant and dead. He mopped the sweat from his face with a handkerchief and gazed ahead at the creeping line of traffic. Exhaust fumes and the intense…

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  • Evil’s Eye

    The huge opening seemed to breathe, and with each intake of breath its mouth seemed to open a little wider. Jenny closed her eyes. This was it. She felt the warm, sticky air wash over her body and took another step forward, her hands were moist with sweat and her heart was pounding in her…

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Random Columns From Years Gone By

  • Another Break!

    Due to the Mets win in the NLDS and the Stankees loss, I did way to muchcelebrating and couldn’t continue with The Block Party opus this week. Never fear though! The opus shall continue next week, so this will givenew readers something to catch up with, especially those that readreally slow. I’m kind of scared…

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  • The 2010 Roadtrip: Part 5

    High On Fire—Snakes For The Divine MoTW—The Bad Lieutenant: Port Of Call New Orleans Tuesday 8/3 6:00 am: Woke to a new day. Made sure the tv was tuned to TBS to catchan episode of "Married With Children" then threw on sweats and headedoutside for my morning breakfast of a couple smokes, a diet Dew…

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  • Shongs Part Two

    Shongs Part Two If you missed the first part of this dream, that’s kinda too bad because I haven’t gotten around to updated the archives for the blogs this whole year. When we left off, the inter-dimensional portal thingy came back with a message from another civilization and now the scientist guys wanna send our…

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  • Rags

    By P.S.Gifford I think I might have acquired a cat. Or, I should say far truthfully- I think that a cat may have acquired me. It began two weeks ago, as my neighbor across the street rang my doorbell. “Hello,” I said as I answered the door. “Hello,” he replied. “Can I help you?” I…

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  • The Squealing of the Pigs, Part 8

    By Bob SenitramI’m Bob Senitram and I like to tell stories… That night in the basement of Hopalong Hank… Hopalong is lowering a basket tied to a rope into a deep hole in his basement… “It takes the food out of the basket…” “I’m not hungry!” Jennifer pushes the basket awyay. “Look mister, if you…

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