It isn’t a flophouse where Fred lives now but he calls it that a month after moving in and seeing his fellow

First, we place the neck on the bl… and put the basket underneath the head and then make sure the bl… is sharp enough before we ask the… one more time just to be polite:

You thought you knew her. She thought she knew you. Neither was true but this happens at times at Happy Hour on Fridays

We have a drop-off problem in Ame… We must decide which restroom one can use when nature beckons. So far, tumult reigns among the pe… If we declare both genders equal

Planned Parenthood surgeons deplored the murder of Cecil the Lion. They wonder how a

Gramps knows a minister who collects classic Corvettes. He rents another garage whenever he buys another Corvette. He says his estate will sell the c…

They got along fine lying down but sitting up or standing, well that was quite another thing. Talking made things worse. Lying down they found

Inferno of a summer day Mother’s dozing Tommy, tiny, three, paring knife in hand tiptoes out, flops

There’s nothing wrong with you. We both know this is true but there’s something wrong with m… and you know what that is. It’s the elephant in the room

Things are quiet here, a friend wr… in the first email of his long lif… Most mornings I drive to Gillson… sit and read beside the Lake. The waves are a symphony.

We see stories on the internet that are simply fake news, many of them malicious as well. It’s hard to tell the difference but a single sentence found

The last visitor before I sleep is always the old priest puffing up the stairs to my door, a wine cask under each arm, a loaf of pumpernickel in his teet…

Where did it go? I really don’t know. I lost it weeks ago in the middle of the night. Too tired to get up.

If I hadn’t died, I’d still be bouncing along in that Greyhound bus through the mountains swigging a Coke.

Does he remember? Jenny, how could he forget? Thirty years ago you roared into his office and raged about your cousin’s