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  • Rise of the Cyborgs
    by Spamrider
    See, the thing was that over time we made the machines more and more like us because we wanted the machines to be able to do all the things that we can do so that we wouldn’t have to do those things anymore.  Eventually this even came to include thinking. Now there is nothing inherently evil or wrong about machines that can think.  The problem…
  • Fonzie’s Revenge
    by Kenneth Keller
    Fonzie’s Revenge A reimagining of Happy Days Written by Kenneth Keller fonziesrevenge@gmail.com Remember the classic TV Show “Happy Days?” You know, it starred that Howdy Doody looking Motherfucker that played Opie Taylor on the Andy Griffin Show? It also had the original MILF Marion Ross and that Dreidel playing guy who starred in the Movie Nightshift, which coincidentally was created by said Opie. Yeah, they…
  • A Little Bit of Dirt Never Hurt Anyone
    by P.S. Gifford
    A little bit of dirt never hurt anyone By P.S. Gifford Wallace Montgomery slumped at his kitchen table dressed in nothing more than grayish white boxer shorts. The girth of his behind overflowed on the wicker chair. In front of him were three empty “big boy” frozen breakfast containers. The stink of putrefaction that permeated his kitchen had been softened by the scent of imitation…
  • The Legend of Bobbi-Jo
    by Stephen Johnson
    The Legend of Bobbi-Jo, by Stephen Johnson I was 18 years old when my mother spontaneously combusted. As it happened I was enjoying my morning breakfast of Grape Nuts and Lucky Charms coated with melted butter. No milk was involved. My Mommy had dropped an Eggo on the floor. Obscenities strained my ears as she and Bobby-Jo, my pet ferret, wrestled over it. I was…
  • Thousands of Fleeing Japanese
    by Craig Snyder
    A small dark man in a small dark room picked up his pen and wrote: In ancient times, the monsters walked among us, and it was good… Godzilla was in downtown Tokyo for the afternoon. It was something he’d made a habit of lately. He’d Smash a few buildings, crush a couple of buses, pretend to get caught in some power lines, humiliate the Japanese…
  • Interfacing
    by Randy Bone
    “What the hell are you doing?” I asked him. “Interfacing,” he said. “With your shirt?” “This shirt is a microfiber weave quantum computer,” he replied as he kept tapping imaginary keys on the side of his stomach. “All my garments are computers. So is everything in this room.” I thought about it a minute and then asked him, “Even your underwear?” “Yes.” “But why would…
  • Hershel’s Great Journey
    by Randy Bone
    Hershel’s Great Journey by Randy Bone Hershel was a bug.  He had always been a bug and, for all he knew, he would always be a bug.  Now I’ve got nothing against bugs mind you.  Not unless you count the way they buzz around in your ear, and the way they crawl all over your skin, and how bite you and make you swell all…
  • Confessions of a Transylvanian Urologist
    by Randy Bone
    Name’s Romanovsky. Dr. Boris Sedgewick Finklemeyer Codfishpiece Romanovsky IV, to be exact. And for 35 years I was Count Dracula’s urologist. My father was his urologist for 73 years before that, and his father for 68 years before that, and his father’s father for another 57 years before that. Before my great grandfather I don’t know who his urologist was. I don’t even know if…

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Journal of a Foolish Thief

November 3, 2003

2 Pages I consider myself a professional. I view myself as one of the greatest thieves of all time, since I was a little kid. I can’t help but reminisce…

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Interfacing

July 1, 2024

“What the hell are you doing?” I asked him. “Interfacing,” he said. “With your shirt?” “This shirt is a microfiber weave quantum computer,” he replied as he kept tapping imaginary…

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