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Halloween (short story) | Popeye Squirm
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I am what I am. Breathed Mr. Ramut. Talking to my girlfriend, the young man muttered. It’s the seventh anniversary of my wedding. Ramut’s eager face paled, his all-too-recent separation nailed into his tidy little mind. Hmmm The decent doctor emitted a dinky yawn. I read an eloquent anecdote on the family of Oscar Wilde last night. What do you grasp of the man? Dr Braun, sir, I Ramut steadily realized that the physician was attempting to change the subject. What do you grasp of Halloween? See you, Dr....
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I am what I am. Jennifer Wears a Leather Coat. August 30, 2014. Jennifer wears a leather coat which she received from an abusive old flame. She turned to me for guidance on solving her troubles and I did quite well, I admit. But when the couple came to part, she turned away from me and I stood alone in the cold new mist. Praying to God for a leather coat of my own. Yellow Sublimation: Reflections on the Ghost of Simpsons Past. August 6, 2014. July 23, 2014. A Million Ways to Die in the West review. That ...
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Links to comics I like. Nobody asked me to link them. And yet, I do! I am such a rebel. So, why do I link? Because I love these comics. You might too, so go check them out. Seriously do it. Http:/ www.curtain-call.nl. Http:/ extrinsicsquiggles.thecomicseries.com/. By Craig Zobel and Matt Chapman. Http:/ www.ronplanet.com/. The People That Melt in The Rain. By Carolyn Watson Dubisch and Mike Dubisch. Http:/ www.drunkduck.com/The People That Melt in The Rain/. We Could Be Happy.
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Gopher Heads (short story) | Popeye Squirm
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I am what I am. Gopher Heads (short story). As Omon Lamarcke awoke one Thursday morning, he found twenty disembodied gopher heads squinting at him. He was lying on his stomach, and the sound of Aerosmith’s Back in the Saddle spurting from his old radio was answered by two screeches, each to the beat of its own drum. One noise originated in Omon’s half-open closet, while the other, slightly muffled in tone, came from underneath his bed. Called Omon. Come quick! Not now, Voltaire said weakly. I’m pract...
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Eric the Vampire (short story) | Popeye Squirm
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I am what I am. Eric the Vampire (short story). No pun intended: Vampire romances suck. I’ve seen. But the only film I’ve ever walked out on was. I had never cared for vampires much myself, having been traumatized as an eight-year old by an AMC showing of. It took a psychiatrist’s prescription and a Count Orlok hand puppet to coax me out of the yearlong phobia. So when I was asked by my boyfriend to view. So then, why did my assurance that this complete stranger shared my background lead me to sudden rea...
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Grrrl Germs (short story) | Popeye Squirm
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I am what I am. Grrrl Germs (short story). I never tell anyone this, but when I was a little girl, I would call Goddess God. I know there are many hick children in Appalachia whose parents have illegally ignored the Gender Reversal of 1996, but I am no hick. I go to freaking. Riot grrrl band, actually. Bikini Kill. Although I got this Bratmobile tattoo when I was seventeen, so I should give credit to other bands as well. Jamboree, Black Candy, Dreamy, S/T,. And my favorite,. You Turn Me On. Everybody tal...
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SuperGuy Battles the Block Button (short story) | Popeye Squirm
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I am what I am. SuperGuy Battles the Block Button (short story). It’s me again, Guy Young. As the top reporter for a high school newspaper, nights can be completely sleepless. Yet, at times, when the. Yet, actually, animals don’t have to do homework. They just have to eat, drink, urinate, defecate, sleep, reproduce, and find shelter which will eventually be demolished by an immigrant construction worker who is about as screwed as the animal. I digress. It was a bright and sunny school day. Instead of...
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High School (short story) | Popeye Squirm
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I am what I am. High School (short story). Karen rubbed her annoying nose as the two classy ninth grade girls strutted along the parking lot from Dad’s black Acura to the dirty old high school. Her long chestnut hair shone in the sun. Annie you don’t think my nose is too long, do you? She asked her most trusted friend. Karen Leonard, the only daughter of a noteworthy realtor, worried of her self-image on the daily. Her only real source of confidence was theatre. Fine Oh my God! Do you like Syd Ramona?
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Autistic Freedom (short story) | Popeye Squirm
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I am what I am. Autistic Freedom (short story). A slightly humorous third grade novel which was essentially a picture book in chapter book format. John now read everything that interested him, be it science fiction or poetry. John worried that his sixth grade teacher, a neophyte to teaching named Mr. Edwards, would make him suffer through constant math problems, or at least the daily poor short story. A Coney Island of the Mind. Share a book overnight? Asked Harold. That doesn’t make sense. Mr Edwards at...