Dead men

"Chicago, the windy city." they call it. I just think its cold as fuck… I'm driving down I'm driving west on 290, toward the western side of downtown, to my office. I take a cigarette[…]

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New husbend

The minister dies and the congregation decides, after some time, that his widow, should marry again. Since it is a small village the only available candidate is the local butcher. Although very reluctantly, since she[…]

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Mrs goodytwoshoes

As I was hanging out my washing, Mary, my elderly neighbour called me over. “I don’t really know how to tell you this, but my son is coming to stay with us, on Wednesday.” she[…]

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The party

"Oh come on Phyllis, it'll be fun," Brenda pleaded, "you're always saying how you never get a chance to meet anyone and I can guarantee you that the place will be loaded with a lot[…]

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