Junk Male

So this guy on the bus this morning was talking to someone sitting on the seat across the aisle from him, saying how he gets a lot of spam.

Then he talked about the kinds of spam he got, and what the spam said and how one of them this one time said something like this but mostly they just say things like that.

I don’t like spam. No one does. It’s a fact of life, but hearing about someone else’s spam when I’m not even at my computer doesn’t exactly put me on Cloud 9.0, does it?

Anyway, Sooz puts us right back in the near and how with the…

Three Word Story

“You don’t understand your power over the common man,” said Alistair Campbell.

The words seemed to echo endlessly around their cell. Digging a tunnel had proved fruitless and oddly phallic. Finding a vein had been the laborious task ahead