Whiskey, Part 2


I am in my bed. Jesus, there’s no sun.  What day is it?
Oh, my fucking god. “Whiskey.”

Why am i naked?
Shirt. Boxers. Where are my shorts?
Why are they all wet?
Why is the bathroom flooded?
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What if…

the White Whale… were more of a Pirahna? Or if the Great Red Shark… were likewise a fucking Pacu (or a Candiru) (Apart from the immense and repeated death under an ether binge)

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