Told by Marlow's drunk uncle : "So like I says...like I says, the guy, he goes into a Subway. He walks into a damn Subway in goddam...

I sit in the third row of the fifth column of Mr. Zediker's algebra class, in a twisted-steel molded-plastic lacquered-wood one-piece de...

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Let it be known again: I am not a beer snob. Or a food snob. Or a nitpicker when it comes to head-exploding bullets. I don't claim to be...

If I had a photograph of you, or something to remind me...I wouldn't spend my life just (waiting) wishing. It's more the way your ey...

Oh. Oh, no. That's sooo terrible. So nasty. I can't. I really can't. You want me to do that? I can't. Do it yourself. Do it...

This is Kuma. He's not much to look at, but he has a soft side that most folks never get to see. I wouldn't label that side as senti...

I'm going to tell you a short tale, Constant Retard, and this time I'll try to skip the esoteric in favor of pure realism; but for a...

Everything looks great up here. Serene. Azure blue, and white wisps of clouds that look like stretched cotton, some like fat clumps of mashe...

I am going to have a heart attack. Tomorrow, or the next day. Anyway, it's coming, building locomotion, a death train to my heart. I...