Tag Archives: Dark Humor

Pep Talk

Warren was climbing the guardrail on the bridge when Henry found him. Henry said, “Dude! Your life is worth something. It’s can’t be that bad.” Warren shot back, “Oh really? When I joined in ISIS in Syria I thought it … Continue reading

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Stiff Upper Lip – Friday Fictioneers

Stiff Upper Lip The Antarctic scientific team was in deep trouble. Roger hid his worry. Sitting at the base in New Zealand, he spoke into the vid phone. “How are you lads getting on?” Milton Hanson wore his cold weather … Continue reading

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Hunger – Gargleblaster Microfiction #202

Tina raced into the gas station shop. “What happened?” said Ed the attendant. “Aliens!” shrieked Tina. The lights went out. “Cute,” groused Ed. “Some tentacled alien did that, right?” “No!” cried Tina. “No tentacles,” growled a voice. “Just huge fangs, … Continue reading

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Paranoia – Gargleblaster Microstories #199

“What’s that?” exclaimed Donald. “Just shadows,” soothed Dr. Paganoski. “Relax! Your anti-psychotics will take effect soon. This forest retreat will soothe your…” “You’re right,” said Donald, unaware he was alone. “I should relax.” Behind him, a Puma silently dragged Paganoski’s … Continue reading

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The Last Evidence – The Speakeasy

The Last Evidence I tried to forgive them. Virginia Hampstead made it impossible. I can’t be blamed for what happened. It’s not easy being a poltergeist, you know. Most of us are angry, raging spirits because we’re stuck for centuries … Continue reading

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Feeling Much Better – The Speakeasy

Feeling Much Better In the span of a breath, everything changed. It went from bad, to worse. It was a fitting end to a truly sucky day for Andromeda Song. It started when she called her mom from her dorm … Continue reading

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Expensive Wine

“Another, Madame?” said the waiter. “157 Quid a glass?” gasped Ms. Pettigrew. “I couldn’t!” A shrieking sound grabbed her attention. She looked out the cafe window and saw a mountainous asteroid ripping past the Eiffel Tower. “Bugger it,” she shrugged. … Continue reading

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