Michael T Klapwyk

TS:  So tell me of this memory you have. The one that has no obvious connection to the remainder of your life?  You mentioned it briefly to me the other day when we were eating at Baja Fuentes. You said you had this weird experience in Mexico.  You said it

The winner sat in the dust.  His final foe vanquished. While the title fight was ultimately to be “the last surviving human on planet earth”, the bout also had an undercard over an old package of Debby’s powdered donuts. After the blood and mayhem, the winner felt they tasted

“Yeah, yeah, I’m telling you, something is wrong. Damn wrong.” You mean, wrong as in not quite explainable?  Or do you mean wrong as in morally wrong? “I mean the former, I think.  I get them mixed up.  The order… former/latter… what i mean is wrong as in

Barb?  Barb?  Hello, It’s me.  Mildred. I guess you’re not going to come to the door. I just thought I’d stop by.  See if you need anything. You know? I heard the news.  I’m sorry. Barb? Barb? Are you there? It’s me Mildred. I’m

I saw Street Urchin Charlie just the other day. He was  handing out pamphlets.  Within the pamphlet he noted 5 reasons why you’re offended. The five reasons he wrote in that pamphlet are as follows: 1. You are emotionally insecure. 2. You don’t understand satire. 3. You irrationally

Hey Hey what? Hey Kid Capri. Whats up? Oh I dunno.  Not much. Yeah? Yeah, not much at all. Anyhow, I was thinking. Yeah, what were you thinking? I was thinking about how we should go down the corner store. Oh yeah.  And what would we do there at the