microstory #149:
‘You have one free kill. Fingerprint exemption. No record. Make it matter.’ Lately, junk mail was sparking Bob’s interest.

‘You have one free kill. Fingerprint exemption. No record. Make it matter.’ Lately, junk mail was sparking Bob’s interest.

To focus his mind Hiro Oralgami would fold dirty thoughts into neat little squares, to relax it, he would unfold them again.

Nathan was disappointed when he discovered the voice from above was actually Ned from Unit 12a. But decided to believe in him anyway.

A fine craftsman, he knew how to take the edge off things, to soften the crankiest piece of timber. He slept in bedsheets made of sandpaper.

MC SplitLip called himself a hip-hop artist but deep down he knew he was just a bullshit artist who happened to rhyme.

What Dan missed most about childhood was the ability to be stupid on his own. Without anyone else’s input.

Clarry never liked fishing. Didn’t care much for the taste of it either. But by fuck he was good at it.

Lately, Timmy the ‘Free Hug guy’ found he was losing clientele to his rival Biff the ‘Free Punch guy’ on the next corner.

Langford liked to set the right tone for his holidays. He found sky-diving naked into chosen destinations did the trick.

Like everyone, Stan has a dream. But it’s not a very good one and he doesn’t like to talk about it.

For 50yrs Pop Forsyth spoke to his plants. Then one day, incredibly, one spoke back to him…sadly, he didn’t speak Russian.

For a brief moment Rasul considered having a thousand pounds of candy strapped to his body instead of high explosives.

Many people wish to be reincarnated as Dolphins or Kings, Lilly wants to be a plastic bottle and just hang around forever.

While other MDs sought subtle ways to motivate staff, Mr Galston preferred to leave scissors stabbed heavily into desks.
Although Ben had a gift for music that was celebrated around the world, he still dreamt of being a nifty fridge mechanic.
