The Pursuit of Happiness
The pursuit of happiness… It’s strange that Thomas Jefferson put that in there. Did he know that happiness is unattainable? Or perhaps we’ve had it all this time, and happiness is in the pursuit of itself.
A Collection of WTF (Well That's Fantastic) Stories and Comix
The pursuit of happiness… It’s strange that Thomas Jefferson put that in there. Did he know that happiness is unattainable? Or perhaps we’ve had it all this time, and happiness is in the pursuit of itself.
Haha, hey guys, sorry I haven’t been posting! I had to deal with life, if ya know what I mean. “Orange” you glad I’m back 😉 ?
1 I’ve been looking through the photo album, memories fluttering back, a hurricane of emotions. One depicts a snowy night, your face grinning, teeth shining under the moonlight. Strange, I’d almost forgotten about that one. Another shows you, in a meadow of flowers, the wind swirling all around. This one I could never forget, just…
A New *hhhhhacked* Comic **Comments? Questions? Feel free to ask them in the comments section below**
A New Comic! **Comments? Questions? Feel free to ask them in the comments section below**
**So, haven’t thought of title for this story, nor have I completed it, but here’s the first chapter** It was nothing short of a typical Tuesday afternoon, when Mr. John Wilson strolled into the library, in search a specific novel. This novel, was the 4th volume of the “Unknown” series. At least that’s what it…
{Begins in a plain white room. 1 & 2 are stationed in the front. 3, 4, & 5 all are lined up behind 1 & 2} 1: Hi. 2: Hi. 3: {Begins to crazily run around behind 1 & 2} 1: The weather’s nice. 2: Indeed. 3: {Still running} 1: I read a nice book…
Okay, so as you may know, I write lots of stories, poems, rants, etc. When you read it, you get a finished product, free of typos {hopefully} and vaguely interesting. But, there is a crap ton of problems that all writers have to face when producing a piece of fine and exquisite literature *very snobby…
Once upon a time, there were Three Grumpy Grumbling Grouches. Every day they would wander town and attend to their usual Grumpy Grumbling Grouch business. One day, a knight came to town. Upon meeting the oldest Grumpy Grumbling Grouch, he got so pissed off, the knight chopped the Grumpy Grumbling Grouch’s head off. The next…
Ramsford the Special Boy walked the streets. He walked where ever he wanted. Ramsford the Special Boy paid a visit to The Blue Boy. The Blue Boy said, “I am sad, because I am The Blue Boy. I am a sad boy.” In response, Ramsford the Special Boy said, “j&2m,9f;1Q6]H7k./0!” “WOW! WOWOWOW!” The Blue Boy…