Carrot Creep

 

Time Remains

The man looked at him sideways.

"What's up?"

The man didn't reply and looked away while scratching the rust out of the bench with a pocket-knife.

"You new here?"

The man shrugged.

"Better be careful."

The man had one eye. The other was white, empty of life.

"Do you have a carrot?"

"A carrot?"

The man nodded and waited.

"That's how I lost my eye."

"Are you looking to lose the other too?"

The man grinned a toothless grin and walked away.

"A carrot... Creep. They've opened the doors at the funny farm again. Hope no one dies this time."

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Diet

 

Milk Wood

Diet is such a wonderful word, he thought. The thought of restraining yourself from eating what you want is delightful. Saying "no, thank you, I am full" when you've been eyeing that food for the past half hour is enchanting. And the taunting sneers... They think those "no, thank yous" are as fake as their boobs and their mustaches tinted black. And when, in a moment of sheer restraint, you stab just one of them in the eye, then all is well. You don't have to worry anymore. You'll eat what's given to you. Diet is such a wonderful word.

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Your Honor

 

Time Remains

"Your Honor, I must protest."

"Object?"

"Ok, object."

"Grounds?"

The lawyer shuffled through his papers.

"Your Honor."

"Counselor."

"The thing is..."

"Yes?"

The lawyer shuffled through his papers again.

"Your Honor, I..."

"Counselor, I am losing my patience. If you object, you must specify the grounds for your objection."

"The footage is inadmissible."

"Why?"

"It's a film reel. How are we supposed to..."

"Is that my problem, Counselor?!"

"I must protest, your Honor."

"Object, Counselor, object. Get out of my courtroom. Out!"

And off the lawyer went, protesting all the way. He should've paid more attention at Law School indeed.

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Exposed

 

Time Remains

The vase in the shape of a giraffe was the reason for many arguments in the Employees (the gang) Only room. Some said it was a deer, others a dog, others whatever. Though the "whatevers" would frequently win, she insisted it was a giraffe. She enjoyed being a nuisance, the vortex of all disagreements. When management decided she had to be promoted, the gang threw the giraffe in the garbage out of spite. That's when they discovered a mic. This is how you go from being oh, so happy for being a nag to... oh my god, I was fired.

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Horror On The Subway

 

Time Remains

"Horror on The Subway" was the title of her latest book. A massive success. The aliens, assisting the newest rotation of settlers, were huge fans. When they realized she was visiting the base, they spent days putting out arrows. We laughed because the base was pretty easy to find and the arrow system was simply chaotic. No one saw it coming. Her ship did some odd twists and turns till it just vanished. Those arrows weren't showing the way. They seized the controls! "Where is she?!" The aliens whistled distractedly, a skill they had recently picked up from us humans.

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