Tag: darkhumor
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101: DRUNK GUY
I’m currently working one day a week in central London, doing my latest film production job. When I get on the train to London, in the morning, and when I get on the train back home, in the evening, I’m focused on one thing… getting a seat around a proper table. I mean a table…
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98: GUESS WHO
It’s early Saturday morning – forty-five minutes before I have to take Annie to football – and I’m in the kitchen with Lizzie. Lizzie is rummaging through her tray of repurposed drugs… the ones she’s taking, like Metformin (originally intended to help with diabetes, but now thought by many to have cancer-fighting properties), to decrease her…
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96: SICK
I’m talking to Lizzie and Annie in the living room. We’re all recovering from a twenty-four hour stomach bug, which has seen Annie off school the last few days. I felt pretty dizzy and nauseous last night, but today I seem to be OK again. Annie, on the other hand, is really milking the fact…
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94: BEER FEAR
We’re on the train back home, the Sunday after Lizzie’s London party, and I’m mingingly hungover. I want to loll my head over and put it on Lizzie’s shoulder, but I know she’ll never let me. She doesn’t go for heads-on-shoulders kinds of poses. Of course, I have beer fear: alcohol-fuelled-paranoia about what kind of…
P. D. Clifton 