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Potato Chips from Hell

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By Miles White

Edward, Craig and Brett all had wives who were pretty much cool about it now. On Saturday nights the guys went out. None of them told their wives where they were going because it was always someplace new. The women did know what the boys were going to do once they got there. That they had talked about, not that they were exactly happy to hear it. The boys had made up their minds though, so there were ground rules laid and there were lines drawn that were never to be crossed; after that everybody stopped talking about it. At least their men were not out there on a Saturday night chasing girls; they were out there walking around being girls.
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Unconquerable

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By Chris Baca

The crowd before him surged with energy and anticipation. Everyone that had shown up for this event knew that it would be a life-altering experience. As he stepped toward the crowd, as he neared the podium from which he would speak to this volatile mass, a silence seemed to fall upon them. His mere presence commanded their attention.
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A Memoir

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By Namitha Varma

You were nestling atop the bookshelf, between a battered Harold Robbins and a few tomes of Umberto Eco, patiently waiting for someone to take you home. You were picked up endlessly by second-hand book hunters but dismissed, for more contemporary choices like Baldacci and Brown. Your cover spoke of neglect; your leaves were dry and crumbling. Yet, I could not put you back, and I bought you for a paltry Rs. 45. You looked at me quizzically I thought, as if questioning my judgment on taking you home, but you also seemed grateful for the relief from your high perch. I could sympathise with your acrophobia, however well you hid it all these years.
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Explosion

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By Mike Woods

The day began like an explosion. That’s because my immature flatmate thought it would be funny to tip a bottle of water over me after I failed to respond to my alarm clock.
“Hey Brad! That’s the third time this week! Switch that thing off,” Sherrie said, “It drives me in-sane!”
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All the Time

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By Annecdotist

Trina gulps her coffee and bites into her toast (the teeth-tingling strawberry jam negating the virtue of the wholemeal bread and thereby triggering the guilt that she never really took advantage of that introductory offer at the gym). [Read more…] about All the Time

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