Here is some stuff I wrote. It's mostly improvised. You know, like
jazz. Don't try to find any hidden meanings, and don't try to correct
my spelling, punctuation, or syntax errors. If anything looks like it
needs published, you know where to find me. Please don't try to take
credit for these copyrighted stories. Just go write your own, or
something. And wouldn't your mother be so much more proud of you, if
you were honest, rather than spending all her time watching you and me
on Court TV?
P.S. I think these work
best if you print them first, rather
than trying to read off the screen.
Enjoy.