Rassing in RadioShack

I have developed a strong (if not healthy) habit of messing with people.

Every once in a while, when I’m not really thinking about what I’m doing, I accidentally turn my talents against the innocent…

Big Days in the Life of Stanley Nincompoop

This is a WRITING PROMPT and call for responses!
Respond by comment, Due date: January 30th.  Responses will be posted February 10th.
__
Write a short story about an eventful day in the life of Stanley Nincompoop.  Stanley is a very unique individual.  He is a genius that despises everyone. He spends his days plotting evil deeds and [...]

“My Sweatshop” or “The Benefits of Child Labor”

In the course of my adventures, many fantastic opportunities have presented themselves to me.  And the only way to really sharpen life’s pencil is to jump right up and accept those more interesting projects that come your way.
Like the time I organized a sweatshop and put all those children to work.
Oh I haven’t told you [...]

Sleeping Drunks

I’m not sure if this is fair play, really, but this post began as a comment I was leaving in response to Gentleman Savant’s Thursday Writing Post. Is that fair? To recycle a comment into an autonomous post?
___
I once came home to find a guy sleeping in a very straight line below a pillar in [...]

Thursday Prompt: Downtown Secret Agents?

Passing the man with the bike, he asked “They’ve been asking about you; where’ve you been?”

The man with the bike called back as Harvard continued rushing by, “I was poisoned!”