All The Fire Engines

“Hey Driftwood, how are ya?” Said an excited Sid. “What?” I said, getting off my twelve-speed and shaking Sid’s hand. “Driftwood,” he repeated, “or would you prefer Castaway?” “Your puns are usually bad but at least they’re decipherable. This one, however, has got me...

Kid’s Toys

“Did you see Manny got arrested?” I asked my dearest Bonnie, presently standing at my side with matching coffee cup and pajamas. “Shocker,” she said “Yeah,” I took a sip, “I guess. Though I was kinda surprised. He wasn’t the smartest guy I played with, but he didn’t...

Big J Needs to Lift

“If I tried to lift that over my head, the weight would crush me like one of those Super Mario Goombas,” I said, making a raspberry noise. Big J, laughed at me as he stepped out from under the weight rack. He always laughs at me when I say stuff like that. I didn’t...

Never Forget

Honestly, I took History of Jazz because it was an easy A. In fact, the instructor knew this was why most kids took it; one of the reasons he didn’t take attendance and kept his tests relatively idiot proof. He wasn’t tenured yet and needed students to pass the class...