The incredible story of the tattoo that ruined the career of a promising young writer.
Did it happen in the lawless days of the Old West? Was it a desperate heist pulled off by a John Dillinger wannabe in the 1930s? Surely it was another of Florida Man’s wacky stunts. Not even close.
A professional writer reveals ONE WEIRD TRICK for success! You WON’T BELIEVE what it is!
I reeled, overcome with ultimate horror of a sort unfelt by man since the pitiless god Pocky dragged his tentacles through the loathsome grime of primordial worlds not our own.
From his pocket he took a candy bar covered in a black wrapper. It was black chocolate. He held it and looked at the fire and looked at the moon. The night was big and black and Nick knew that this was the moment to do the terrible thing.
Talking books, keeping summer boredom at bay, and the world’s strangest pizza topping.
I have no idea why I know that Cherries in the Snow is a particular color of lipstick. Am I aware of it purely due to the insidious power of marketing? Or is there greater cultural significance to this oddly-named makeup?