Posts Tagged ‘transmigrant’

Game of Life (Round 2 : Page 12)

Thursday, September 20th, 2007

It feels good to walk out of prison, even after only an hour. Bad vibe doesn’t begin to describe it. Penitentiaries, are, after all, the closest thing to Hell which actually exist.

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Rebellion in the air… (Round 2 : Page 11)

Tuesday, September 11th, 2007

“John Barth,” I insist. “We talked about fucking metafiction when we read fucking Lost in the Fuck-I mean, Funhouse. Metafiction. Who can tell me what it means?!”

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Magical Practitioners… (Round 2 : Page 10)

Wednesday, September 5th, 2007

Stephen King? More like Salman Rushdie. “Thank you, Trombone, that was…interesting.” Seditious? Libelous? Paranoid? A good way to get yourself permanently silenced?

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Madman Insane & Assum Ibn Plottin… (Round 2 : Page 9)

Saturday, September 1st, 2007

The people of Murica were duly outraged. They took to the streets and demanded the heads of Assume Ibeen Plottin’ and Madman Insane. Evidence emerged that these shadowy figures with the strange names had masterminded a plot in which everyone in or from Rug Country was implicated, except, of course, the Hash-fiends who had actually done the deed at Mr. Pink’s behest.

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Secret society professional… (Round 2 : Page 8)

Sunday, August 26th, 2007

Shrub nodded, emerging from his daze. His father had made a humiliating gaffe once, in referring to the anniversary of that infamous attack, which had brought Murica into Double-U Double-U Eye-Eye; it would be good to supplant the event in the public memory. “But how do we get Juhpan to bomb us again? They sells us so many flying carpets these days.”

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“You need a war…” (Round 2 : Page 7)

Tuesday, August 21st, 2007

“You need a war,” Mr. Pink stated, sinking comfortably into the red- cushioned plushness of the Throne.

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Murican Pie… (Round 2 : Page 6)

Thursday, August 16th, 2007

“I call this ‘Murican Pie’.” He drains another voice-cracking tendril of phlegm from his gullet.

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“It ain’t my kid…” (Round 2 : Page 5)

Monday, August 13th, 2007

The program, brainchild of Warden Cleevenhoff, is the only one of its kind, as my course is the sole offering of Sunny Oak’s continuing education curriculum, and is not attached to any attempt at a degree.

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Sunny Oaks Correctional Institution… (Round 2 : Page 4)

Sunday, August 12th, 2007

“Hi, Class!” I say, striving to sound cheerful yet cool.

“Hi, Victor!” the class chants back at me.

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Restore meaning to the Bill of Rights… (Round 2 : Page 3)

Friday, August 10th, 2007

The prevalence of crack in Washington, D.C. shows that not only is the Pentagon actively importing cocaine, but that they are also too lazy to ship it much further than Capitol Hill.

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