by Purely Philly… I was down in the basement yesterday; that’s when I found him: my little friend from the 17th century. I just bought a home in the Beacon Hill district of Boston.  It’s one of those old houses that dates back before even America itself.  When I went down to the basement to…

by Hillbilly Philly… I have this recurring nightmare.  It’s like that Cheers episode where Eddie Lebec, Carla’s husband, dies, and both his wives show up.  Only my nightmare is worse. Much worse. It’s the day of my funeral and there I am in my casket.  It’s a shitty casket, but I couldn’t care less about…

by Horny Philly… I was down at this bar called Southdowns the other night when all of a sudden I run into Jim McCaffrey.  You know Jim.  He’s the lead anchor over at Channel 12 News.  The old guy.  The one who’s been there for what seems like a million years. In reality, McCaffrey’s been…

by Nighty Philly… I saw her. I really saw her. Who?  Why, Mona Menendez, of course.  You may remember Mona from the children’s television program, The Nighty Night Show.  She was the pretty young lady in the golf-style, checkered pants.  The one with the sidekick, Luna.  Remember? Read the whole story…        …

by Hugely Philly… My friend BD Batz has the biggest dick I ever saw. Granted, I haven’t seen a lot of them, but we went to high school together and when you go to high school together, you see each other’s penises. You know what I’m talking about. So imagine my surprise when BD showed…

by Unhinged Philly… That’s right. There’s a five-mile stretch between the mainland and the island where I live and the only way to get across is by ferry. It takes forever!  So, I think I’ll build me a bridge. The problem is, boats pass by all the time. Big boats. And then there’s the occasional…

by Wacky Philly… I was thinking the other day about an old friend of mine, Jackson Jackson. You heard me right: Jackson Jackson. Like Jean-Paul, Jean-Paul from Seinfeld. Jackson is a born salesman. He and I went to high school together, but instead of going to college like the rest of us, Jackson decided instead…

by Day-dreamy Philly… The story that follows is something I always wanted to do. I always wanted to apply for a job and during the interview, really speak my mind. You know, like in the movie Office Space. Or just just let ‘em have it, like on Seinfeld when George decided to do the opposite…

by Accidentally Philly… There was blood everywhere, all over the floor, all over the door, all over the couch. But where was it all coming from? Where was all the blood coming from? Oh yeah, the accident. Man, was her husband going to be pissed. Read the whole smashed-up story… The Accident is the latest…

by Headlessly Philly… My name is Wasif and I live in one of those countries where fun is forbidden and women walk around all wrapped up in blankets.  It’s a backward nation—on the outside—but what goes on behind closed doors is much like any Western country, especially the USA. So imagine my surprise when the…