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Weekly Contest #360
Thonk Thonk Thonk!Bong Bong Bong!Clarence Gaines was woken by the sounds of an irate security guard banging on his back window. Not the most pleasant of awakenings, but the backseat of his 1998 Honda civic was neither the most pleasant of sleeping arrangements – so he decided to give the security guard a pass.Clarence accepted the chewing out for sleeping on private property and agreed to leave before the cops were called and he got charged for trespassing. He crawled into the drivers seat, fumbled around in his pockets for his keys, start...
Weekly Contest #359
Trigger warning: I swear at least once.It is 8 am in Seattle, I am at a random little downtown coffee shop in the Belltown area that I’m fond of. I am looking at my bagel and lox, and I am emotionally distraught on the inside – the guy is clearly new – this is a disaster. I was raised to be grateful and clean my plate, and not complain about it, but; but! There are limits to propriety and having good manners. This new guy’s bagel is pulling a Chris Columbus; exploring new worlds it has no business being in. The bagel’s crimes are as st...
Weekly Contest #356
Crunch CrunchCrunch CrunchCrunch CrunchThe snow beneath my feet was the only sound I could hear that frosty March morning. It had snowed overnight but just barely – our first snow of the winter – the pasture looked like some giant had gotten very bored and had decided to sprinkle powdered sugar on a pool table. It made for a very pretty sight; a sight I would have appreciated if it wasn’t for the sun glare reflecting off the white and directly into my still half-asleep eyes. CrunchCrunch ...
Weekly Contest #355
Trigger Note: Contains themes of grief, death, bullying, and mental health. Well, it’s weird I suppose; not knowing how to feel. Sadness, a welling of empathy from my chest, regrets; maybe nostalgia? I really didn’t know at the time – he was dead; I wasn’t… Was good riddance to bad rubbish too strong of an idiom to be thinking? Yes, it was – but then again it really wasn’t.Four teenagers, a car going too fast, three bottles of something way too strong, and no seatbelts. Kyle was no longer in the land of the living; and I was struggling...
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