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Fuzzy’s Choice

CHIP: Hey Fuzzy.  What are you doing around here on a Monday? FUZZYWIG: I could ask you the same question, Chipster.  Besides, nothing ever gets posted here on Fridays anymore. CHIP: I was wondering why I’ve actually started enjoying TGIF’s.  … Continue reading

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An Oscar Worthy Performance

VAL: Oh boy… February 15th, and once again I’m still sitting on this damn dusty shelf because no man’s got balls enough to buy their ho a pretty little unicorn like me.  Well, fuck them!  Fuck every one of them.  … Continue reading

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BDAC – 12/1/18

Day 1: Running With Scissors SPARKLEPONY: And this, children, is why there will be NO running with scissors in my stable!  Stupid careless possum! SPONKIE 2: But Mommy!  Buster wasn’t running with scissors!  It was my brother who was… SPONKIE … Continue reading

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The Gizzard Of Blahs – Part II

Previous chapters: Part I Mitzi Gale and her loyal mutt Fleabag race back to the farm, hoping to return in time to watch “Real Hosuewives Of Tittybong” with Auntie Ess.  Mitzi, as you might expect from a ditz, seems completely … Continue reading

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The Gizzard Of Blahs – Part I

LEO THE FOX: ……………………………….. Our story begins in The Shelf, a Midwestern state buried somewhere in the middle of fucking nowhere.  It’s the late 1930’s, and a young girl named Mitzi Gale lives on the farm of her Aunt Sparklepony … Continue reading

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