by Smoochily Philly… “My wife was on my computer and she found the pages from SuperSexySexEscorts.com in my browsing history. She was just sitting there, waiting, when I walked into the room.” Read the rest of the story… Philip Loyd loves fat chicks and cheap beer, though not necessarily in that order. Loyd…
by Jacuzzying Philly… “I like to go to the hot tub at the Holiday Inn down by the airport. There are always lovely ladies there. I think they’re stewardesses, although they’ve never really said for sure. They’re always so happy, like they’re on vacation; but who vacations at the Holiday Inn down by the airport?”…
by Parachuting Philly… I remember that morning just like it was yesterday. I was still waking up, working on my first cup of joe, when out my back door I saw this family there in my yard. They were digging around and tamping down, hoisting up and tying off. It took a moment for the…
by Going Down Swinging Philly… The year was 2075 and baseball was on the rocks. Salaries were out of control, ticket prices were to the moon, and the stands were virtually empty. Baseball was on the verge of collapse. So it was no surprise when in March of 2075, just as spring training was getting underway,…
by Lost-in-suburbia Philly… In a real dark night of the soul, it is always three o’clock in the morning… ―F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Crack-Up “All of a sudden I found myself in suburbia, living that life of quiet desperation. How I ended up there, I’ll never know. I must have followed a woman in.” Read…
by Homelessly Philly… The thing about the beginning of an acid trip is, wherever you are, that’s where you want to stay. Same thing with cocaine, but with acid it’s not just paranoia, it’s downright confusion. Even if you wanted to get up and go, you wouldn’t know how. Read the whole story… …
by Nakedly Philly… “What’s seven feet tall, naked, and has its dick hanging out of the water? We’ll get to that soon enough. What’s Communing? We’ll get to that soon enough, too. “It all started one morning while I was fast asleep. All of a sudden there’s a banging on my door and it’s my…
by Hornily Philly… I always wanted to be rich. I always wanted to have a beautiful wife. I never thought I’d have either. But guess what? Yep. I got both. Although the life is not all it’s cracked up to be, you’ll never guess in a million years how it all turned out for me.…
by Dying Philly… Somebody’s poisoning me. I can feel it. It wouldn’t be the first time. For years now, someone’s been out to get me. Maybe it’s somebody in my family; maybe it’s even the maid. Maybe it’s because I’m stinking rich. Maybe. Read the whole story…
by Whistling-Dixie Philly… “Well, at least she’s no damn Yankee,” said Mother, and that was the closest thing to a compliment I was ever going to get. “That girl, while you were at Princeton, the one with the, the nose, you know, the…” “The Jewish girl,” I said. “Don’t you use that tone with me,”…
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