March 25, 2010
by chrissie
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Jez tumbled onto the floor, fighting his way out of his bed sheet that had become a twisted knot that had wrapped its way around both ankles. He breast stroked his way across the floor of magazines and clothes sweeping … Continue reading
March 18, 2010
by chrissie
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Jez rolled over onto his side and farted. His black cat Pitra pounced on his body and began pummeling his blue faded duvet in an over enthusiastic deliberate caty way, obviously delighted with the fart, and its smell, sure that … Continue reading