Amaryllis' Favorites
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Cookies

Somehow even the worst day can be made better with cookies.
Not just any cookies, though. A plain Oreo won’t cure heartache….
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Vestiges of Life Before
I loved to be around him. I loved to listen to all of his stories – derived, mostly, from his real or imagined travels to for…
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Dismal DVD Days
“No, I do not know if it is a good movie, I’ve never seen it.” I told the sunburned, blonde woman at the counter. My job at…
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The Whole Truth
Truth. Truth.
What is truth?
It seems as though I’ve been asking myself that since I could think clearly, in one form or …
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Tying My Shoes

I turned 20 years old yesterday. I was really excited. “Now you’re a big girl,” Daddy said to me. I got to play in the park a…
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Behind the Scenes of a Soap Opera
Charlie: Oh, Rhonda, your gaze melts my heart.
[_Rhonda looks at him with a kind of lust in her eye, the firelight twinkli…
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Birds, Planes, and...Vermicious Knids?

“Dear God. What is that thing?” Charlie whispered, scratching his grey stubble.
The three old men tilted their heads and l…
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Owwwwww.

EEK!!! Owowowow, im here. O, rly? U like Matt? I…dont care. Actually,i’ve known 4 a while since u’ve told about 10 BILLION …
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Of Jibjabbing Whangerdoodles and Krakenbiscuits (Portmanteau)

“Lo! I see a fiendchild approaching!”
“A fiendchild? What the heck is a fiendchild?”
“Oh…actually, I’m not sure. I assume…
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You Gotta Be Kniding Me, Charlie

Marty cut across yards, ricocheted off fences. He finally had to stop and lean against a house, leaned on one hand and the ot…
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In The Name Of SCIENCE!
“Right, let’s go through this again…”
“Oh, do we really have to?” said Geoff. “I know and you know that this is a stupid i…
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Find the Elevator, Save the World!

Marty put a gnarled finger into his ear, hoping that perhaps a waxy buildup had impaired his hearing. “Say what?”
Shooting h…
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Not Quite Happily After, Ever (part two)

“After 23 years of litiagtion,” he said, “we were completely bankrupted by attorneys’ fees. One of the plaintiffs, Veruca Sal…
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Falling Apart
i
am falling apart.the threads of my inner core
are being
snipped
burned
stretched beyond their limits
by the monsters of m… -
Doesn't Anyone Think of the Deaths

“At least you still get calls! I would be grateful even for one!” called another Death in a thick French accent. It was Death…
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The (Formerly) Most Thrilling Job of the Afterlife

They were all sitting around discussing the old days and whining about their lackluster jobs (not much different from the liv…
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Reading Aprehension

“Are you serious?” she murmured in awe.
“Yes, very.” I answered. I had just told her the coolest secret ever. I perceive ever…