Hello everybody!
I have a brand-spanking-new piece of flash fiction out today for your reading (dis)pleasure over the bizarro 'zine The Mustache Factor.
Finally an existential, philosophical, metaphysical fart joke that answers the question, "What if the shit I'm shitting is not my own?" The story is called PLOPPELGANGER and it stinks. In a good way. What are you waiting for? Go read!
PLOPPELGANGER
Thanks y'all.
~ Danger!
No comments:
Post a Comment