Two tipsy women sneak into a graveyard to pee. One uses her panties to wipe with and throws them away, the other one uses a ribbon from a wreath.
The next day, one husband calls the other:
“My wife came home last night not wearing any panties!”
The other husband replies:
“That’s nothing! My wife had a card stuck between her butt cheeks that said, ‘From all of us at the fire station, we’ll never forget you!’”
I knew something was wrong. Not with the flight, not with the twins—but with us. His smile as he walked to business class felt like a door…
Fear creeps in with the smallest slips. A name on the tip of your tongue. A memory that dissolves as you reach for it. You start to…
The receipt was nothing. Just paper, ink, a stranger’s hurried signature. But something in her paused. A name. A hesitation. A glance that lingered too long. That…
The night split open without warning. Laughter turned to sirens, and the future they’d whispered about collapsed in a single, merciless hour. She had kissed each tiny…
The truth didn’t knock. It crashed through test results, late-night phone calls, and the tremor in a mother’s signature as she authorized one more procedure. Rumors slipped…
He spent his life hiding in plain sight. Under circus tents, inside cramped props, behind metal panels, he learned to turn other people’s discomfort into laughter before…