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The Announcer’s Wife: Caught Cheating at the Cowboys Game

Submitted to Contest #321

Mike: And it’s third down, Dallas is about to snap the ball.Doug: Listen to this crowd, they are trying to will their Cowboys to victory.Mike: The ball is snapped, Prescott rolls out right, tosses over the middle, and it’s caught! First down, Dallas!Producer: Camera four, let's cut to some fan shots.Mike: Timeout Dallas with 2:45 to go in the third quarter. We’ll be right back, folks—Doug: WAIT, Laura?!Mike: I know we spend a lot of time together, but I’m not your wife…Doug: No! That’s Laura! Kissing a guy in a cowboy hat!Mike: A cowboy hat ...

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Unliving It Up

Submitted to Contest #321

The plastic bag in his left hand split, spilling its brains across the road like a zombie after a shot to the dome.Ted Davis groaned like the re-dying undead as it realised it was dead once more. God, life was relentless. Here he was, alone, mid-thirties, having accomplished little beyond staying alive. There had been so much he’d wanted to try. He’d always wanted to have a teenage rebellion, to be cool, to act out, but he’d never dared to. Now, he was almost a decade and a half too late. He’d always played by the rules, and now look at him....

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Aunt Sherry’s Inheritance

Submitted to Contest #321

Laura wished she had an axe. The luscious weed monster loomed over her, her hand clippers inept and ludicrous against the beast taking over her yard. The new buds grew as she stood there, expanding fat and obscene in their bright, mossy green. She never should have opened that damn box. 2 days earlierIt sat on the table, still wrapped in shipping paper. Laura’s kids, Tommy, Alex and Holly were practically bouncing off the walls. “Do you think it’s pirate treasure, with coins, and gold chains?” Alex asked. 12 years old, he wore an Arsenal soc...

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Happy Anniversary!

Submitted to Contest #321

Bill pushes open the kitchen door and is greeted by the heavenly aroma of fresh-baked cookies. He steps beside his mother and kisses her on the cheek. He inhales deeply before greeting her. “Hi, Ma! It sure smells good in here!” When he grabs a cookie, he receives a sharp whack with the spatula and drops it again.“ Hands off! Those are for the church bake sale!” barks his mother, suppressing a smile.“Oh, come on. They won’t miss one!” Dolores spins around with one hand on her hip, the other waving the spatula at her son.“I promised the churc...

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The Support Group for the Cosmically Returned

Submitted to Contest #321

SESSION 1 GAVIN: "Alright, gang, let’s anchor in. Bodies optional, but presence required. No interrupting, no unauthorized teleporting, and keep your tethers wrapped around at least one ankle. Let’s start with check-ins." RACHEL: "Still won’t drink tap water. My fridge hum sounds like the pre-suck sequence. I keep unplugging it but it finds power from somewhere." LUNA: "Blood’s still kombucha. Tried donating again—they told me to go to Erewhon and never come back." STORM: "There’s a dimmer switch in my spine now. I control mood lighting with...

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the crazy clothing store

Submitted to Contest #321

Sam groaned as his wife excitedly pulled him into the clothing store. He dreaded these shopping trips with her – the endless aisles and racks of clothing seemed to stretch on for miles. It always took hours, his feet aching from following her around as she sifted through each item with meticulous care. The fluorescent lights buzzed overhead, casting an artificial glow on everything. He longed for the comfort of his couch at home, where he could relax and watch TV instead of being dragged through store after stores, they had to go to every si...

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TikTok or not

Submitted to Contest #321

Tik-tok or not“So I was tinkin’, lil brother.” “I don’t recall dat bein’ yer strong suit but go ahead.”“You’re cruisin’ for a brusin’ but I was tinkin’ we need more money.”“True dat.”“We could make some a dose whatcha call ‘em – Tik Toks and make a lot of money.”“What we gonna make Tik Toks about?”“Funny shit dat happens at work.”“Oh yeah, you mean like dat time Ozzie….”“Yeah, or when Jim pooped his pants from eatin’ duh lunch he didn’t put in the fridge….”“Everybody know you gotta refrigerate yogurt!”“Or when Marilyn sent dat e-mail.”“What ...

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The Mystery in the Front Yard

Submitted to Contest #321

It was a bright Saturday morning in suburban Melbourne. The magpies warbled from the big gum tree, and the distant sound of a lawnmower buzzed along the footpath. It's just another quiet Saturday morning. Sarah poured herself a cup of tea while Tom stood by the window, peering through the blinds into their front yard. "You see that, love?" Tom said, voice low. "There's… something out there. In the grass." Sarah set her mug down with a clink. "What do you mean, something?" she asked, wandering over. Sure enough, sprawled behind the jacaranda ...

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Date Night

Submitted to Contest #321

Date NightWe arrive early, and as always, the gentleman I’m with pushes the door open and holds it for me. It’s date night. I “accidentally” bump into him on my way in – he pretends not to notice. It is just a small nudge, a reminder…what can I say? I love being close to him all the time.The full length mirror in the entryway always catches my attention. There is a marking pen provided for patrons to scrawl messages as they come and go. Like I said, we’re early, and the only message is “Welcome to the Moezy’s”. I stare into the mirror unself...

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Shy Persons Anonymous

Submitted to Contest #321

Shy Persons Anonymous “Welcome! Welcome to Shy Persons Anonymous. Come on in and sit down. There’s more room at the front here. There’s always plenty of room at the front. I think that’s everyone we’re expecting... Good! Now, if you’re looking for Alcoholics Anonymous, they’re meeting in the bar across the street... Well, don’t all laugh at once.” (Fat chance of that.) “Now, don’t get too comfortable, because in a minute I’m going to send all you shysters out of the room again...” (Was that supposed ...

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The Prenatal Memoirs of Sir Banjo Barkley the Third

Submitted to Contest #321

The Prenatal Memoirs of Sir Banjo Barkley the Third I am Sir Banjo Barkley the Third, heir to the noble lineage of Barkley’s, destined to be the most glorious puppy ever to grace the linoleum floors of 25B Twain Street. I am currently residing in the womb of Lady Barkarella Barkley, my mother, who is – how shall I put this delicately? – a bit of a drama queen with a penchant for chewing antique furniture and barking at existential threats like vacuum cleaners.Now, I know what you’re thinking: “How can an unborn puppy narrate his own story?” ...

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She Loves Me

Submitted to Contest #321

SHE LOVES ME I bought the dog at a pub in the Camden Road. An old man with a cloth cap and a fag in the corner of his mouth sat down beside me with a pint of beer.He said “You look like a good judge, what you think of this animal?”The mutt sat down beside the bench and looked up at the old man with a quizzical look as if she didn’t believe what she was hearing.“I can see you’ve got taste Sir” the old rogue went on, “and a dog like this could save you a lot of money.”“Oh yes? How come?”“Well, you see, she is trained to hunt truffles and she’s...

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Cuffs, Croquembouche, and Chaos

Submitted to Contest #321

Alex: Do you remember that night we ended up in jail for something we didn’t even do?Jordan: Don't remind me. I don’t think my back has ever forgiven me for those steel benches.Alex: And the smell. Like stale coffee and mildew had a baby.Jordan: You sure it wasn’t the undigested Brillat-Savarin?Alex: You know I can never pass up a French triple cream, but still, it wasn’t all bad.Jordan: You’re joking.Alex: No, really. It was… weirdly fun.Jordan: Fun? We were accused of grand larceny and interrogated for two hours.Alex: Accused wrongly, of c...

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Office for Suspicious Soldiers

Submitted to Contest #320

"I've never heard of Drocknine," the soldier didn't even try to hide his suspicion. "How far did you say you travelled?" He said as he motioned for a couple of soldiers to join him. My tongue felt too big for my mouth, and my limbs went all wobbly, like they were made of jello. It's a good thing Alora can't panic – being an android and all – because God knows I'm doing enough for the both of us, and the soldier sees it. "A month," Alora calmly answered. "That's a long way," the soldier began rifling through our sacks. "What brings you to Lit...

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Multiverse of Sanity

Submitted to Contest #321

Content Warning: The following story contains controversial political and religious satire. Many seldom-targeted demographics of society are sure to find offense. Therefore, if you are racist, homophobic, excessively wealthy, anyone currently working for the United States government, or a fan of the new Jurassic World movie, please don’t read this. Without, the tempestuous winds of night swirled and slashed in a battle of invisible sucks and slashes. Within, I was playing on my Xbox. Madden 2012. Back when the Giants were good. It was a typ...

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