Humor

The Ghost
His outfit was the best. It was just a ghost costume, just like mine. No one wanted to really go out this year, but I had an idea about what I wanted to be and I could not shake it this time.
By Kendall Defoe 3 years ago in Fiction
Bugunnieous
I must admit that the decision to turn right at Albuquerque Rd was a little bugunnieous. Last time I base my actions on the words of a cartoon rabbit.
By David E. Perry3 years ago in Fiction
Potatomonomous
”He who over eats the fries will be cursed with their sight before his eyes” - Belgian Potatus. In the 1890’s there was French philosopher named Belgian Potatus who was a French fry historian who dedicated his life to the study of fries. Everyone calls me Potato Joe aka French fry boy because love French fries and I wanna tell you about the time I caught a case of Potatomonomous.
By Joe Patterson3 years ago in Fiction
Crabbycrost
I reached for the stitch marker, but instead of a thin twist of plastic my fingers were met with a cozy expanse of crochet. I glanced down. Not a stitch marker in sight.
By M. A. Mehan 3 years ago in Fiction
A Most Intriguing Title
This catchy, almost cliché opening, oh my what am I in for! And the next few sentences add to a most interesting first paragraph. Perhaps a character somewhere, doing something most unusual, with quite the perspective on life. Let's name him Generic.
By YonathanJ - Writer3 years ago in Fiction
Oh, You Scombottled Dool Ass!. Content Warning.
I searched high and low for my phone. I was sure that I had put it on the chair arm, but it wasn't there. "What the fuck?" I said to my friend, Janice who was trying to help me find it.
By Carol Ann Townend3 years ago in Fiction
MyMyMine
She screams… As a father of a highly energetic three year old, you become conditioned to differentiate various screams you hear throughout the day.
By Alexis Dean Jr.3 years ago in Fiction
Do You Own Your Dream? Part I
Inspired by Liam Ireland’s: The Life Of A Writer, Lots Of Hard Work And A Little Inspiration. And these words inspired me to write this story.
By Annelise Lords 3 years ago in Fiction
Do You Own Your Dream? Part II
“Then you will die without living,” someone said pushing silence away. “I don’t care what you say,” a small female eased closer as someone handed her a microphone. “If the bank can take it away, I won’t be able to enjoy it until it’s mine.”
By Annelise Lords 3 years ago in Fiction
Shituation
“Rhonda, where’s the Splenda?” “We’re out Mark. You’ll have to use regular sugar.” “That’ll blow my diet.” He pressed the button to turn on the Breville. “The light on the damn espresso maker is flashing. We need to replace the filter.”
By Joyce O’Day3 years ago in Fiction
"Secrets of the Mystery Gully"
chapter 1 :The Prophecy Unveiled The sun hung low not too far off, projecting a warm shine over the old city of Eldoria. Inside the consecrated lobbies of the Incomparable Library, researchers and copyists pored over dusty books, their eyes land with information and interest. Among them stood a figure, covered in a worn-out shroud, their eyes fixed on an endured material.
By home doctor3 years ago in Fiction
Long Spongy-Legged Spandulaula Thingymabob!
The eight-legged spider looked at me with all its eyes. It carefully dodged my spider catcher. Of course, it would! I wouldn't want to go out in this freezing weather either!
By Carol Ann Townend3 years ago in Fiction