Humor

ONLY VANS
Wall plaque: "We won't leave you hanging. We'll make sure you get there." "Only Vans—the only thing longer than our track record of success is—no."
By Kristen Keenon Fisher2 months ago in Fiction
Where The Forest Laughs
This is a supernatural American folk Horror about blood thirsty little creatures that bite. Two New York detectives follow the blood stained evidence of a murder case deep into American mythology, legend, folklore, and blood thirsty little creatures--THAT BITE!!!
By Edward Smith2 months ago in Fiction
Adam's Apple: Origin Story
Sleeping under the Forbidden Tree, Adam woke up from the hissing and rustling sounds. He half-opened his eyes and saw the Serpent trying to strike a conversation with Eve, who was sitting not too far from Adam under the Tree.
By Lana V Lynx2 months ago in Fiction
What A Clown. Honorable Mention in Mismatch Challenge. Top Story - January 2026.
I heard of the jokester in town. My staff was afraid to share the tales, for they knew the stories infuriated me and punishment was my expertise. I inflicted many types, and excelled at using sharp objects and heated “instruments.”
By Andrea Corwin 2 months ago in Fiction
The Last Supper #2
THEY'D DONE SOMETHING WITH THE TABLES, pushed them together and covered the seams with a single white tablecloth that almost hid how makeshift the whole arrangement was. Almost. If you looked closely, you could see where the edges didn't quite line up, where the chairs were mismatched, where the whole thing could come apart at any moment.
By J.M.2 months ago in Fiction
The Last Supper #1
THE OLIVE GARDEN ON ROUTE 46 wasn't anyone's first choice, but it was the only place that could seat fourteen on a Saturday night without a reservation. My sister Cheryl had called ahead, begged, probably cried—crying was Cheryl's superpower—and somehow convinced the hostess to push three tables together near the back, away from the families celebrating birthdays and the couples on cheap dates who didn't need to witness whatever the hell we were about to become.
By J.M.2 months ago in Fiction
Bury My Bones at Rattlesnake Junction
The quaint little town of Rattlesnake Junction was perfect and peaceful which never malfunctioned. A dusty-done town where the tumbleweeds rest. Located just east of the Heart of the West.
By David E. Perry2 months ago in Fiction
Sisyphus’ Punishment
I’ve been doing this for three thousand years. At least that's what I estimate, more or less. Can’t tell more precisely because I lost count of days and nights. With this job, you would too, anyone would. Yes, I have to roll this huge rock up not only during the day but at night, too. Up and down, up and down. I roll it up, almost all the way to the top, it rolls down under its weight and I have to start over.
By Lana V Lynx2 months ago in Fiction
Seraphine Moonwater
VOICE: "Have you ever felt like something already happened...but you just forgot it?" Photo by masbebet "Hello, I'm Seraphine Moonwater. And I don't predict the future.
By Kristen Keenon Fisher2 months ago in Fiction
Once Upon a Crime. Top Story - January 2026.
The courtroom is a stiff, municipal box. The kind of place where people argue about fences and parking violations. The witch sits at the defense table, hands folded, expression neutral.
By Kristen Keenon Fisher2 months ago in Fiction
Dinner
Whiskey tango foxtrot. Would you look at the seating chart my brother just handed me? It was a nightmare worthy of Phobetor and Phantasos. I swatted him with it then told him he could seat the ladies. That should fix his little red chariot but good. “And tell Aphrodite to dress for dinner. I won’t have her at my table in cut offs and a tube top.” I noticed Hermes glancing at the chart. “Any table.” If there’s a loophole, he’ll find it. If there isn’t, he’ll make one.
By Harper Lewis2 months ago in Fiction
Strange Infomercial
*TELEVISION BLIP* The salesman walks slow, stiff with borrowed confidence and an odd-colored suit. "What are you in the market for?"
By Kristen Keenon Fisher2 months ago in Fiction