Mark Shallows, my alter-ego, is stoked about his new temp job. Little Miss Muffet Sat on a Tuffet In the offices of Mr. Grey Along came a spider sat down beside her and said I shall whip you this day! Ms. Muffet was offended but none the less upended He was a billionaire so it was OK Spider fetched whips and an assortment of clips Proceeded to have his way She thought she was set. He had his own jet and bundles of loot But sadness befell her when he proceeded to tell her He was just a janitor in … Continue reading Mr. Grey couldn’t make it. I’m from Manpower.
Back in the late 80’s and early 90’s I was a nude dancer. I loved it. I hated it. It has made all my other jobs, with their dress codes, conduct seminars, moral boosting platitudes and angry managers, feel like … Continue reading I was a Plump Angry Stripper- A Confession
Red is a party color! She screams. The tendon sheath makes a fine straw For blood slurry, brains and coffee, whipped and frothy. The children are messy with their blood smeared faces. They have bitten Ms. Mary and I wonder, … Continue reading Cannibal’s Carnival
When Johnny Black took the case, he thought it would be like having money crawl into his pocket, little did he know his pants had other plans. Read with my new microphone for extra sensory deception. Continue reading Johnny Black and the Dirty Blonde-A bedtime story for bad people