Archive for Humour/Satire

1. BREWERS FAN • by Christopher Floyd 5 Comments

   Tim cleared his throat and broke the bottle’s seal. He tapped his work number into his cell phone slowly, planning his side of the conversation to come. He sniffed the bottle’s open neck. His eyes began to water.
   He hit send and put the bottle to his lips. The timing is crucial, he thought, looking around [...]

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2. CENTAURI CALLING • by Jenny Schwartz 11 Comments

   “Thief! Entertainment pirate!”
   Emma blinked, bewildered not only by the accusation, but by its maker. She had come out to the roof of the law firm’s tall office building for a breath of fresh-ish city air since she intended to work late. She hadn’t intended to run into a six foot two inches purple humanoid wearing [...]

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3. STAGES OF GRIEF • by Tara Gilboy 14 Comments

   “You shouldn’t have done that, Steven.” Cindy scrunched her glasses further up on her nose and adjusted her blouse primly before meeting Steven’s worried gaze with her own solemn stare. “You’re going to die.”
   “You’re lying!”
   Steven’s hands shook as they peeled back the foil seal of his pudding cup. Normally he wouldn’t believe what some dumb [...]

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4. HR HELL • by Kendra Cummings 23 Comments

   “Welcome to Hell, Jackie,” the demon says. “I’m Delia, your orientation manager. Here’s your new employee packet.” She half-stands in her cloven-toe stilettos, and passes a file folder across her desk.
   What did she just say? The newly-deceased Human Resources manager stares blankly at the demon. “Hell’s a corporate office?”
   Delia straightens her black mini-skirt and ruffled [...]

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5. STAIRWAY TO HEAVEN • by Bruce Stirling 20 Comments

   “Is this the stairway to heaven?” Charlie asked the attending angel.
   “Tis,” the angel replied. “Baggage?”
   “Confessed before I died.”
   “Then off you go.”
   Charlie stepped onto the stairway, which promptly stopped.
   “Darn,” the angel said, grabbing a wrench.
   “I can wait,” Charlie said.
   He pulled out a guitar.
   “Don’t!” the angel said.
   “Don’t what?”
   “Sing that bloody song.”
   “Sorry.”
   Bruce Stirling’s work appears in a variety [...]

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