The country hick he waits and smiles and waits with his cat waiting and smiling there behind him. “Hey Jessie!” he says to the cat, “There’s people watching us from through the internets.” Jessie can’t believe it. You’re not supposed to acknowledge the people from the internets. You’re supposed to...
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She sits there and waits. What’s happening? Nothing. Life is dull and useless. Just the wind and the sand blowing over and around same old dreary life here. What’s the point? Don’t tell her she should vote, there’s no point.
What could possibly happen? It’s not as if some pink-striped creature is gonna fall on...
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“One day all of this will be fields” says the managing director, dressing down in orange sweater as a way to connect with the odious cretins that work for him. “Fields… everywhere.. ” he repeats, over and over again until his voice wears thin and silent. Simon stands by, at ease like his best...
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