Wait, how’d you get in my house?

January 10, 2017 in LIfestyle, Narrative, Reflection, Social Topics

Listen, I don’t wanna be weird but I just noticed you were in my house and I find that kind of weird. How did you get here? Was it the window? The door? I live in a small house that is very high. I will assume you came in through the door...

ISS/ISIS Paradigm Shift

December 07, 2016 in America, LIfestyle, Narrative

It’s time for coffee, I thought so I sprinted eighteen miles over to my neighbor’s farm. I found one of my neighbor’s cows and punched it to death for some good ol’ strawberry milk. Thick. Viscous.