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Broken tables splintered the the smooth surface of the marble floor. We tried to get on with our drinking, but after the magician’s stunt it was very difficult. We couldn’t wiggle our noses, tails, ears and drink at the same time. Besides have you ever tried to hold a glass in a paw?Posted By Flyderkov On 05.26.2012 @ 10:26 pm
My monitor is trying to talk to me, but I don’t speak pixel. I don’t understand the pastel meshing of grey, black, white, charcole, slightly-grey-purple. There is a sliver of information coming through. It creeps along the bottom of the screen into deeper purples like clouds gathering at sunset.Posted By Flyderkov On 05.23.2012 @ 3:32 am
My monitor is trying to talk to me, but I dion’t speak pixel. I don’t understand the blurring of grey, white, charcole, purple, slightly-purple-grey. Only a sliver of information is getting through. It is creeping along the bottom, slowly deepening into darkest purple like clouds gathering at sunset.Posted By Flyderkov On 05.23.2012 @ 3:09 am
There was no signal on the phone. Jim was comforted by this, he looked around from his vantage point on the top of the hill. All around the blue tinge of eucalyptus filled the air with perfume. Even the smoke of the bushfire was grey blue. He smiled, everyone had their time before the scrap heap.Posted By Flyderkov On 04.12.2011 @ 7:17 pm
He decided to not be friends after looking through her bookshelf. Pictures, orniments and flowers broke up the emptiness of the shelves. On a shelf at waist height He found some books, falling in every direction between two loosly placed bookends. Thier covers were rolled outward, their spines creased lines breaking down drawing lines through the titles and author. He picked one up Gremain Greer, putting it down he saw that they were all her. He turned the family portrait to look down on the books and left, drunk, to drive homePosted By Flyderkov On 04.11.2011 @ 8:35 pm
Jim stood staring at his face on a wanted picture. The likeness was uncanny noone else had a head of a lion in this town, even the chest hair sprouted out of the coller like a permenant cravat. Later he laughed remembering that he was staring at the poster for 30 mins before someone tackled him down to claim the rewardPosted By Flyderkov On 03.18.2011 @ 7:14 pm
She took another drink from the glass of complimentairy goon, white and warm it made her feel exhausted. All around the atrists paintings of nude women bulged from the walls. It was time to go, it was long past time to go, she knew that when the artist cought her eye and walked over leaving whatever conversation he might have had in a tiolet bowl somewhere.
“Nice paintings, sorry i have to leave I have work to do” “Give me a call sometime we should catch up, I am always looking for new models, you have a nice figure”Posted By Flyderkov On 03.16.2011 @ 11:40 pm
The last two coins bounced on the desk toward the person behind the till.
“I can;t believe that you charge as much for this as for that, when that is almost double the size” he picked up this between his thumb and little finger squeezing hard.
“That doesn’t seem like something you would want or need, that is just big bigger than this and smaller than you” The person behind the counter strained his back lifting that up and listened to the walls rumble as that rolled over there with the others.
I cheated….. What is time? Is that time already?Posted By Flyderkov On 02.28.2011 @ 7:44 pm
someone please clean the sheets. They have been stained by the streams of whores and virgins. Too many people have passed by, stony eyed, never straying, never slowing down or speeding up. Press some life back into the sheets, fold the corners, remove the creases with a brisk flick of the hand, clean… the… sheets…Posted By Flyderkov On 10.13.2010 @ 9:10 pm
he screwed the paper and threw it at the bin. He watched as it rolled of the top of the pile that had been building steadily. After staring at the pile for a time he got up, picked up a pair of scissors and started to cut all the words from the papers, he knew that there was a monkey in there somewherePosted By Flyderkov On 08.08.2010 @ 3:31 am