Coach ran his hand over his hairless scalp and bits of dry skin fell to the floor like fine snow. He had hit hard times. His biggest prospect had lost his last six fights and four had been by knockout. It was looking like the Fisting Kid was headed for retirement and this troubled the … Continue reading The Fisting Kid →

It didn’t make sense to him. They were $2 each or three for $5. He approached the young guy at the register. You lot are a right bunch of dickheads, he said.Excuse me? said the young man.You’re ripping yourselves off over there. Someone can’t add up. It should be three for $6. You’re fucking yourselves … Continue reading A Trip to the Shops →

He hadn’t died in his sleep so he chalked it up as a win. Rays of sunlight forced their way through the cracks in his curtains like horny rapists on speed aiming for the crack of his arse. His eyes hurt, but everything was going to be fine. Today was the day. The ice cream … Continue reading Blue Pill Ice Cream →