Microfiction
The purple dress
The next morning, Sandra was at work as usual. She was wearing a purple dress and matching Oxford shoes. It was impossible to miss her flirting as Jason came in. Jason was too young and too impressed by an older woman who clearly knew how to manipulate him into doing the dirty work for her.
By Susan Fourtané 2 years ago in Fiction
Pebbles
Our dashing and romantic hero, let's call him Wayne, is hopelessly in love with Jules. He's been searching for a present for a while. It must be perfect. True love demands nothing less. He waddles to and fro, nosing in every nook and cranny with his beak, beady eyes peeled.
By L.C. Schäfer2 years ago in Fiction
"How Are Your Roaches?"
In the Soviet Union, people had limited ways to get rid of roaches in their homes. The most common insecticide, Dichlophos (a Russian version of the Dichlorvos), was scarce, diluted, toxic for humans and ineffective. Fighting roaches was a never-ending losing battle. Until the late 1990s, when the notorious Chinese Deltramethrin-containing chalk became available. But even that was a hit or miss as roaches adapted to it. Here's a famous joke from that time:
By Lana V Lynx2 years ago in Fiction
