Sausage, Relish, Banana Pepper, Tomato, Onion, Mustard, Sauerkraut, Cole Slaw, Bun, Beef, Hamburger, CHICAGO

Come enjoy some poetry with Fancy Octopus and the prisoners of "Lost In narration" Matthew and Erik as they read "Chicago For Carl Sandberg" by James Bradley Macullum.

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WE FINALLY GO CAMPING. Come pitch some tents with FancyOctopus, ToxicGold, and Jake as we read some more "Of Yokai and Hopeless Romantics" by Pewternatural.

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The paint cracks on my baby blue wall. Chips fall upon me as I frown. "Babe hows the room coming along?" I here my wife call to me. "Going great, just need to grab some paint" I holler back across the fixer upper. "Well you better hurry... the Johnsons are coming over and I don't want to look a fool." Grimacing, I began my trek to the garage. About halfway down the stairs I slip upon some stair butter and tumble down the 3 flights. Lying in a crumpled heap with bone sticking out my wife comes upon me. "Oh Harold stop playing." I try to respond but my vertebrae has jammed through my throat and I can barely breath through. "Oh you're so useless with that weak spine and ugly face. Why did I marry such a heap of broken bones? Well I guess if I put you in the foyer I can say your some type of art piece. You know maybe the Johnsons will like a single lady moving in." And with that I became the best damn art piece you ever did see.

Come check out the Sci-Fi power couple from the past with Bob Buel, TR, and Fancy Octopus as they read "Settle" by Anne Macleod and "Backtrack" by Burt Filer.

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I wobble up the hill, stumbling every few steps from the shackles around my ankles. Legionnaires surround me but none of them are willing to look me in the eyes. Upon reaching the top of the hill I'm forced to my knees and my neck is placed upon a stump. A stunning horse, with the torso of a woman with hair of gold atop, trots upon the hill up to the stump. In her hand I see my end, a gold hilted sword. I look up at the goddess. "You have been brought here for execution for the charge.. of being TOXIC."

Listen to FancyOctopus, Joe, and Izzy rant with chaotic energy while reading the story "Civilised Chaos Anthology" by GrooveCat.

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I trip over bramble wires and gash open my good knee. "Crap" I mutter to myself as I get up to limp through the abandoned IKEA. I had to keep moving. Behind every turn there was more of... them. My only advantage was my speed and I couldn't afford to lose it. The moon shone brightly through the sun roof leaving behind stark shadows. Stepping quickly to the left, into the light, I turn and slam my shin into a... "Oh no!" I yelp. I quiver as my assaulter, a light brown hardwood coffee table stands above with scissors. "Why so fast furry boy? I just want a clip!" The table then collapsing on me... ensuring I am never seen again.

Come take a dive into the past and talk about tables with FancyOctopus, Spacehouse from "Lost in Narration", and Ben from "Unrepeated Show Show" as they read "The Strange, Stranger" by MissJedi20.

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A Golden Transgression has stepped forth into the sacrificial pit. He removes his hood and looks up at us. We understand his loss and he understands its importance. I wipe tears collecting at the bridge of my nose as the incantation begins. A rhythmic chant " Muzzarella...Ricottaaa" starts off as a whisper. Slowly we all join in and it begins to crescendo. The Golden Transgression gets on one knee and lets out a sustained bellow shaking us to our bones. We keep chanting. Electricity begins reverberating through the air as our chanting continues and the Golden Screaming intensifies. After 10 minutes of crescendo a bright yellow explosion lightens the pit and knocks me down. Silence. I get up on my knees to see..... there he was.... a gold cat of heroic proportions.... carrying a plate of lasgna.

Come find out how to live like a Kamehameha with Fancy Octopus, GarQueef, and Toxic Gold as they read "The End of Garfield" by Gentlemen Genocide Machine.

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The robotic eye stares me down coldly. Its pupil an unwavering void reminding me that I am being watched. I will never escape my prison of city blocks and 7-11s and it is here to remind me. My hot dog grows cold in my hands as an orange citizen sweeps up the trash on the corner a gold dumped from the back of their lambo. I sigh and look down at the flaccid pink dog in my hand slowly freezing. Thats when the bright dawn is blocked by a man with yellow hair and aviators. He stands before me and hands me a ketchup packet. As I look I realize I have found salvation. The pure esctasy I felt when I heard him say those words..... "Hey Momma!".

Fancy Octopus, Stave, Hyena, Thomas, and proper gent talk dystopia in a very timely manner while reading the next chapter of "A New Dawn" by SassyHistorian.

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Mommy always brings me my chicken nuggies. I need them to grow big and strong so I can become the ultimate gamer! Call of Duty, Halo, HAH mere child's play for an elite such as myself. I have stopped going to school or talking to friends. I NEED THE TIME TO GAME. Even walking spends extra gaming juices on my legs so I have mastered lizard crawling. Mommy stopped talking so much though and I am worried for her. She spends a lot of time with her laptop, on some website, typing up a storm while giving me a funny look. But I shouldn't be worried. Mommy loves cause I'm her little gamer.

Join some gamer experts, TR aka Ghoulia Boouis-Diefus, Maresnest, and Fancy Octopus as they learn how to go from gamer to good boy in "The Time Game" by Pzychotic.

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