You're evil. I don't know what it is that has made you do this to me, but ever since we first met you have made it your life mission to bully me. I don't even know you very well, you're just a complete psycho that ruins everything I have. You take my money, you make me do extra work for you, you've beaten me up, given me wedgies, made fun of me. Plus you get...
"NO WAY!" I spun around— straight into Stacey's bulging chest. "Oh I didn't know it was you." Stacey laughed. "Yeah not until you saw my biggies." She wiggled her hefty boobs in my face as her friends giggled. "So Cal, can I drive your car?" "Um I guess so... But I have to go along." She sat on my desk letting her long blonde hair brush across my face. "So...
My name is Ashley Tender but most people call me big black mama. Maybe it's because of my size. I'm a five-foot-ten, voluptuous gal with jet-black skin and a chunky but sexy body. Oh, and I've got a basketball-sized booty. That's my cans of junk in the trunk. Yes, I'm a big girl with a lot of everything that's fine and feminine but I am not ashamed of it. Yo...
Well, there you have it, the title says it all. How many times in life have I heard those words? Crazy and Bitch, that is. Two of the most generic and unoriginal words in the English language. Individually, they can be meant to hurt, but sometimes terms of endearment. You know, like "you're so crazy, Girl!" or "You bitch! Why haven't you called me?" But in c...
I have decided to make this a comedy posting. Why? Recently, I went looking for a book on one end of the crazy spectrum. The book had been (loosely) based on an episode during World War II, and it was supposed to "prove" that Pope Pius XII could not qualify as "Hitler's Pope." Instead, this conspiracy theory had Pope Pius XII using the Jesuits to assassinat...
Today was one of those days where rain never stopped falling. A day where the wind roared and the leaves jumped down the street in sync. I sat in the front seat of my mom's dodge mini van watching the water pour from the sky. "Aren't you excited sweetie?" my mom's jolly voice rang in my ears. "About what?" I knew exactly what she was talking about, and I...
Madness, it's something else, ladies and gentlemen. Do people who are stark raving mad know they're mad? Now that's a good question, from someone who's on the edge of madness. I have made many mistakes, and sometimes I wonder if it's too late for redemption. I choose to believe it's not too late. I hope I'm right. The alternative is unthinkable... Oh, um, b...
What was I thinking? This is so stupid. I'm going to get myself killed out here sitting on a park bench dressed like such a slut thought Heather as she began to lose her confidence. She had fantasized so many times about meeting a stranger in the park and getting her brains fucked out. She cut a wife-beater so that it barely covered the bottom of her nice r...
My name is Amy Richards. I'm a regular girl, or at least I'd like to think so. Actually, that's a lie. I'm a total tomboy. Always had been. I'm around five-foot-four, with milky white skin, pale gray eyes and short black hair. I am the sort of girl who loves comic books, action movies and adores football. Yeah, I know. You don't meet too many like me. Let me...
Okay, basically this is a slasher film like Black Christmas, Halloween, Friday the 13th and Scream. In fact, at one point I was just gonna call this story Slasher but I think I got enough Christmas themes for Red Christmas to work. Only this time, you get to make choices to decide the fate of these characters. To start with, I'm gonna give you Lyndon. All ch...