Luke Lawson
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I am Luke Lawson
Stories (52/0)
DAVID AND THE...
DAVID AND THE CURSED CHOCOLATE DAVID WENT UP the shops and that to buy some chocolate. He preferred C****** Dairy Milk Chocolate but he was on a tight ass budget. Chocure is what they call the chocolate at ALDI and it’s cheaper there. In fact, it was the first thing he saw as he entered the store.
By Luke Lawson3 years ago in Fiction
HOW TO GIVE AWAY A BOOK
Dear Reader, HOW TO GIVE AWAY A BOOK I went to Officeworks and asked how much it was to photocopy a page. The clerk replied ten cents per page black and white. I said I had about one hundred pages. She said ten bucks, or eight if I use the self service machines.
By Luke Lawson3 years ago in Humans
DOOM, ROBERT, THE GOOD DOCTOR, HARRIET, AND THE DICTIONARY
Doom was sitting in a room with a robot and Doctor Samson; how old he was no one knew. He had an old pipe that he puffed at and crossed his legs while sitting on the couch. Doom shifted in the couch facing adjacent to the Doctor and lit some candles.
By Luke Lawson3 years ago in Fiction
HOT TOOTHFISH CHOWDER
“I don’t want to have this conversation now” I said as I picked up another used coffee cup. The kettle was boiling. I picked it up and poured boiling hot water into a plastic cylinder which stood atop a cup I just washed brandishing the Australian Flag.
By Luke Lawson3 years ago in Fiction
A DOCTOR, TWO JOURNALISTS, A FORGOTTEN WRITER, AND ME
Some guy was playing country songs outside while I was in the room with the Doctor, the Journalist, my friend Peter, and another Journalist. The doctor was once a politician, the first journalist was talking about the origins of a virus and I felt she was trying to avoid a war between Australia and China. The second journalist was the chief political correspondent for a local paper and I felt he was actually trying to start a war with China, even if he didn’t know it.
By Luke Lawson3 years ago in Fiction
STINKY PETE AND THE CLOAK
I woke in terror and flurry from drinking an entire bottle of 4 dollar wine in half an hour and smoking forty cigarettes the night before. I blinked, thought I had to go to work, passed out, woke up, scratched my head, then sat staring at the ceiling wondering who I was.
By Luke Lawson3 years ago in Fiction
SURESH AND THE BUTTER CHICKEN
I was on the streets of New Dehli with my mate Suresh. I met him at a coffee store, on the street. He walked up to me and instantly started telling me all about himself. He’d learned English as a young shoe shine boy and listened to all the different languages travellers used until he’d pieced it all together. Some words had Australian accents, others American, a lot of Dutch inflections in his English speaking voice.
By Luke Lawson3 years ago in Fiction
THE REVERSE HAGGLE
Saturday morning: They’re green and I think I want them The doctor martens boots? Yes, but I didn’t try them on Ok, I have a doctor martens shoe here that’s too small for me; try it on. I reached over and picked it up and handed it to her while I lay in bed. She stood up brilliantly bedside and put it on her foot.
By Luke Lawson3 years ago in Fiction