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Number One With A Bull-et
A legion of media stood outside the courtroom, and for good reason. Parties accusing others of copyright infringement and outright plagiarism were not uncommon, of course, but this one was… unique.
Lloyd FarleyPublished 3 years ago in FictionThe Problem With the Marigolds
Quentin arrived just two minutes before the meeting was scheduled to start. He hated being that guy. He’d grown up with a mom who was always late for everything, the world revolved around her as she’d manifest herself into whatever ninth circle she was into. Quentin respected meeting start times. He prided himself on punctuality. He was mocked relentlessly for arriving at airports over two hours before his scheduled flight time. To him, it just felt like common sense.
Christina BlanchettePublished 3 years ago in FictionA Clear Call for Justice
Christopher's fellow students knew where he was headed before the recess bell rang, and they knew the stakes. Some of them even cheered and applauded. Observing Christopher's swift stride and scowl on his face, a sea of elementary-schoolers parted to form a clear path in the hallway.
CK WetherillPublished 3 years ago in FictionThe Dork
Amanda woke to the brightness of that Saturday morning. She glanced at her calendar and realized: "Oh no! My boyfriend is a dork. She had seen Hank every single day for the last 30 days. He had ordered several wallet-sized copies of his most recent school picture and had given her one every day to put on her calendar for each day they saw each other. He had a bowl-cut hair do, pimples and never got braces. That morning she knew It was time for her to make a decision. "I just need this last day of the month to not have a picture on it!" However, she remembered that he would be coming by that morning at 9:00am to pick her up and take her to the Marigold festival that day at the park. Her doorbell rang ten minutes early. She wasn't even dressed yet.
Samantha FaiePublished 3 years ago in FictionShark Doe et al. v. Producers of "Baby Shark"
STATE OF OCEANIA COUNTY OF SELACHIMORPHA Shark Doe, and all other ) toothed sharks who are ) similarly situated, )
David FlowersPublished 3 years ago in FictionThe Argan Oil Chronicles
Moroccan Argan Oil Minister Charged With Price Fixing - Coconut, Macademia, Kalahari Melon Seed, Almond, and Baobab Oils All Implicated in Plot to Set Price Floor in the Lucrative Hair Oil Market
Everyday JunglistPublished 3 years ago in FictionOh, those poor duckies
Erica was a wary adult. She made her way carefully around her life and world. She had been tricked or lied to so many times that - although she still believed everything anyone she didn't know said - still. She was well aware that the look on her face said, "Soft, kind, empathetic, just plain nice person who believes anything anyone says to her." Or maybe there was a large N for Naïve flashing in neon pink on her forehead that everyone but her could see. This nice expression or pink flashing N attracted all kinds of people to Erica.
Patricia Magdalena RedlinPublished 3 years ago in FictionThe Old Man's Jazzy Trip
The Old Man's Jazzy Trip—A Tribute to American Music and Music People "Well now, Sonny (Rollins), after I won that Oscar (Petersen), I was sure enough (Buddy) Rich, thanks to the music Art (Blakey), I learned as soon as I could Count (Basie). Yeah, it was the real McCoy (Tyner) and I felt royal like a Duke (Ellington). I felt so Dexter-ous (Gordon) and important. I was so glad from all the attention, I thought I might get a case of (Eddie)Lockjaw (Davis) from smiling so much. It wore me out, so I decided to go off on a (Billie) Holiday with a sweet Chick (Corea) named Sarah (Vaughn), since Mary Lou (Williams) was too busy.
Stephen VernarelliPublished 3 years ago in FictionCaged
The jeep shook with enthusiasm when Kae and her two brothers piled in. Kae normally didn’t drive because she was the youngest, but today it was her responsibility - August didn’t feel like it, choosing instead to nap in the backseat, and Ace couldn’t. Clouds floated overhead as the jeep full of siblings made their way across the bay. Ace stared above him, watching the clouds pass, taking in the cool breeze and appreciating it for all it symbolized: freedom. He was only on month six of life after prison, and week two of no house arrest. Kae wanted to celebrate her brother’s milestone, and nothing said celebrating freedom like voluntarily sharing a cell submerged underwater (and being scared for your life). She looked over at Ace, his head tilted watching the sky with a smile on his face. Ace’s soft countenance contrasted against the tattoos that covered his body, and the scar across his lip. He had been in and out of trouble since he was young, but the only side Kae ever saw was her kind and loving big brother. She smiled and turned the music up.
Rose SilvaPublished 3 years ago in FictionHumans Are Friends, Not Food!
We are excited to celebrate Shark Week’s 32nd anniversary with a new and exhilarating way to submerge ourselves into the underwater world.
Vanessa WrightPublished 3 years ago in FictionCircle of Support
“Well, I wanted to do the right thing, and all, only a large school of Pacific bluefin tuna swam by, and I completely lost my shit. I took out four at once. I haven’t binged like that in … months.” Wally hunches, his fin on his forehead.
Samia AfraPublished 3 years ago in FictionThe Surprising Influence of Sharks
“When are you going to get a haircut!?” The ship violently rocked from side to side. “You would say something like that,” Eddie replied. He carefully readjusted the rubberband that secured the knot of his hair bun.