Albert watched the critter spin. Perhaps it would go away like a dream and leave him alone. But no, it kept rotating around and yelling. Albert flipped back his curtains. Across the open courtyard Bald Jose’s bathroom window lay open, the landlord rubbing his face with a towel and laughi...
– and inspires him to write his own song. His friend Mouse would love to hear it. But Bear isn’t the only animal in the forest to find musical inspiration that day, and Snake, Crow and Tortoise keep taking his turn to perform. When they finally give him the opportunity and meet his...
Many lesser claimed, but eventually, The champion stood, the rest saw the better. Saurfang lol'd wielding his blood stained beheader. It has become rumored that Deathwing has the highest health ever before seen. This is proven to be false by Saurfang, as no number larger than infinity has ...
Critter on February 18, 2014 at 8:57 am Hello! I stumbled upon this page and I’m very inspired. I’m not a native speaker which means I’m stuck in grammar. 2nd problem is that: Do i need to write in a past tense in the whole story or write it on present. gawd! help. Or...
his ramblings about Texas, all stolen and plagiarized with no hope of recovery. One cruel musician blatantly took his favorite poem and made a song about “Going Home With The Armadillo.” That was the deepest cut of all. He was a broken critter. ” Oh, the pain of it all,” he wai...
I remember well how folks said she was the homeliest baby they ever see; an’ she grew up homely, too, just a lean critter with big eyes an’ tousled hair; but she got to be reel pretty ‘fore she died. Then there’s my own Cousin Francie, she that married Tim’thy Baker an’...
Tourists get unbearably close to the quokkas. So close they are almost kissing the comatosed marsupial, down on their hands and knees with their phone in the face of the small unmoving critter. We have Federer to blame for this phenomenon. Despite the signage there is still petting and poki...
“Take him back. We don’t want the critter,” ordered the guide. “I—I want him,” declared Stacy, limping up to the former sleepy beast. “I’ll break him so I guess Stacy can ride him,” said Tad. “Ned, will you fetch my saddle and bridle? I can’t let go here just ...
I don’t want to feel anything in there but the critter, you understand?” “Sure,” Templeton said, smiling like a ferret. “I mean it. Whatever’s going through their heads right now, I don’t want to hear it, Temp. Not so much as a peep, not even a fucking whisper.” “...
A smiling Dr. Kerr beckoned me into his exam room. I dropped the plastic tea set and followed him inside. He shut the door, grabbed me by my shoulders and threw me into the wall. Instantaneous shock racked my little body. The pain of hitting the wall made me want to cry but I ...