Gorrup Longstorm hated that smell and he thanked the heavenly bodies that he only had to deal with its attack on his olfactory senses once every ten years.  When he was forced to have to live with the odor for the week it took the...

“Holy shit…Gary?  Is that you, Gary?” Gary quickly spun around to face the voice he’d immediately recognized, although he was far from convinced that it was actually coming from the form of his brother and best friend: Mikey.  It seemed fairly obvious that since he was...

“No accountin’ fa taste, I suppose,” the soiled old man blurted into his face as he shuffled past. “Watch it buddy,” Chad responded in turn before receiving the accused end of a gnarled and bony finger. “YOU!  YOU!  YOU!” the bum screamed, his face twisting into a...

The girls were adamantly opposed to the move.  This, of course, was no surprise; most children hate having their lives upheaved and relocated. Especially at the ages of eight and eleven, like Mary and Sarah were.  Sarah, in particular, had a very difficult time leaving...

“It’s creepy,” Dan balked. “It’s cute,” Julia countered. “Besides, it’s fun. I mean, geez Scrooge, where’s your Christmas spirit?” Dan picked up the doll and turned it over in his hands. It was the prototypical Christmas elf as imagined by Hollywood in a red onesie, Santa...