Evidence

 

Japanchubu

"No evidence," repeated the impatient historian.

"But Professor..."

The historian stormed out.

Stubborn fuckers, he thought.

So, he went back to Japan to check the temple again.

"Doubting me... Unacceptable."

After weeks of research, he found the small button in a dark corner.

Click. A whole new room opened up.

"Damn, they were right," he whispered.

The historian quickly closed the secret room and pulled a chest over to hide the stupid button.

The next day, the button and his stubbornness were all over the news.

"They followed me..."

And this is how arrogance is the beginning of your downfall.

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Archimedes

 

Octoberville

"Archimedes!"

Archimedes received an envelope in the mail for years. He opened that envelope to find it empty. But he kept all those envelopes, neatly organized by dates, in a shoe-box under the bed.

One day, a man arrived in town asking for him.

"Your instructions."

He rushed to his room. He unfolded all the envelopes open and there it was. A map.

He followed the map and at the location, he found a box.

"Oh, my God! I'm filthy rich."

Ah, his uncle, his only surviving relative, the trickster.

Good thing he hadn't thrown any of the envelopes away!

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Deal

 

Nighthaven

Millions. To sell him for millions. He wanted the millions. He wanted the fancy cars, the huge house, the yacht. He wanted the girls, the jewelry, the paparazzi. He wanted the interviews, the autographs.

Then the millions came and everything else along with it.

It was fun, at first.

When that creep jumped over his fence and held him and his family hostage for half a day, demanding the release of another creep from jail, it wasn't fun anymore.

He stopped playing football. He moved to the mountains to be free.

But he still kept the millions... just in case.

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Of Teeth and Such

 

Milk Wood

Screaming kids running throughout the house, trying to escape the evil toothbrush with that medicinal toothpaste from hell that tasted horribly. This is how I remember Aunt Ethel. She was relentless, always trying to brush everyone's teeth.

One day, she couldn't find any of us (we were hiding) and she walked outside, toothbrush in one hand and the damned toothpaste in the other, armed for a battle only she and us kids understood. But she just left, walked away and left.

That's why we all became dentists. Secretly, we hoped she'd come back to realize she now had an army.

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