The Year’s First Hunt
The oranging sky is dotted with doves in every direction. Flocks of a dozen birds are trying to land right on top of us…
The oranging sky is dotted with doves in every direction. Flocks of a dozen birds are trying to land right on top of us…
My good buddy Ed has a thought-provoking theory on public bathroom hygiene…
Duct taped to the metal streetlight post, a tattered piece of white printer paper flapped in the breeze….
Sure enough the tips of Ann’s hair are tinted green from the pool’s chlorine…
Since bikers usually travel in speeding herds we instinctively look around for another approaching organ donor…
It turns out that directionally-impaired cicadas burst with a red splotch when they slam head first into an oncoming biker.
If you’re in the habit of using one set, it can be very easy to stroll into the wrong gender’s facility…
All I could feel were the persistent and overwhelming waves of nausea…
People in Iowa are nuts about their State Fair. Really, really nuts.