Let’s all ask ourselves something, on a day out with a friend what is a thing that sounds like it could be a story filled with debauchery what’s the first thing that comes to mind? For some it’s robbing a bank, others it’s a Hangover style trip to Vegas where the only memory of the event is a series of photos that will haunt your employability and credibility for years to come. Thankfully none of this occurred on an afternoon on the 15^th of August. My very good…

I wrote this little story as part of my English final for my senior year of High school. I was fortunate enough to have a teacher that adored my weirdness and absurdity in style. She was the only teacher I ever had who would except the writings of Hunter S. Thompson as equally valid forms of societal critique as a Dickens novel. She adored the works of Tolkein and had a map of Middle-Earth on prominent display in the classroom. I wrote this horror story for her and I think it was a good…