Plots authored by @swensonSFF:
- A quick test would ease her mind--put in water, add a pinch of powder... was it EAR WAX?!!
- That left only either male hookers or buying a dog for companionship.
- "Git th' bucket, Beckers," he mumbled, wiping snot on his sleeve. Bastard couldn't even say my name.
- It was beautiful, like exotic spices, a dead giveaway in a homeless shelter.
- "But I like my job!" he protested. "It's not my fault if the wrong ones keep getting in the way!"
- For a moment, she agreed with him, but quickly suppressed her feelings. "Still. I'm taking the gun."
- It's ever-so-yummy, and only a tiny bit blood-stained.
- "Excuse me!" she called. "Did you just make that man disappear?" The man cackled even harder.
- His mother told him it was special, like a flashlight, but everyone else just said he had a tumor.