If you aren't following me on Twitter, please do! I post a bunch of micro stories. Here are some of my faves so far.
Ken rose from his grave looking for love. "Love!" he cried, reaching out. But the only sound he could make was "Brains!" Close enough.
Dark energy gathered around Honey as she raised the Doomstaff overhead. Soon, the valley would bow before the power of an angry bunny!
I woke up much older today. I must have time traveled in my sleep again, but no one seems to notice. How do I get back?
Conrad rose from his cryo-chamber like a vampire from his coffin. "Am I cured?" he croaked. "Not yet, my love," she said. "Sleep a while."
"Are you alive?" asked Karen as the android drew her close. "Does it matter?" he whispered and kissed her cheek. Her heart ticked faster.
Brad knew he was dumb, but now that he had a jetpack, no one would expect him to break IN to prison. "Who's the dummy now?" he shouted down.
The tentacle quickly withdrew when the light came on, but poor Diana didn't notice the ripple when she lifted up the toilet lid.
Going werewolf would leave a bad first impression. Plus, Reggie felt an overwhelming desire for human flesh. This was not a good first date.
"No, you still can't go swimming," she told her son's third head. Raising a hydra was hard work, she sighed. Then his fourth head came over.
Lincoln gasped his first breath after his long, cold sleep. When his ears stopped ringing, there was a new sound: silent dead engines.
Ken rose from his grave looking for love. "Love!" he cried, reaching out. But the only sound he could make was "Brains!" Close enough.
Dark energy gathered around Honey as she raised the Doomstaff overhead. Soon, the valley would bow before the power of an angry bunny!
I woke up much older today. I must have time traveled in my sleep again, but no one seems to notice. How do I get back?
Conrad rose from his cryo-chamber like a vampire from his coffin. "Am I cured?" he croaked. "Not yet, my love," she said. "Sleep a while."
"Are you alive?" asked Karen as the android drew her close. "Does it matter?" he whispered and kissed her cheek. Her heart ticked faster.
Brad knew he was dumb, but now that he had a jetpack, no one would expect him to break IN to prison. "Who's the dummy now?" he shouted down.
The tentacle quickly withdrew when the light came on, but poor Diana didn't notice the ripple when she lifted up the toilet lid.
Going werewolf would leave a bad first impression. Plus, Reggie felt an overwhelming desire for human flesh. This was not a good first date.
"No, you still can't go swimming," she told her son's third head. Raising a hydra was hard work, she sighed. Then his fourth head came over.
Lincoln gasped his first breath after his long, cold sleep. When his ears stopped ringing, there was a new sound: silent dead engines.
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