What Goes Pop in The Night – Fiction

April 1, 1996

People piss me off. I think there’re too many of them. I’d like to pop a few, but I won’t. I don’t know why I won’t. Probably ’cause I ain’t got the nerve.

My Snot – Fiction

February 1, 1996

He was violent (check), stupid (check), prone to fits of melancholy (check), hopelessly depraved (check), sexually frustrated (check), and shallow (check).