Monday, August 10, 2009

— Listicles —
Ways in Which I Would Refer to Sex if I Were a Bawdy Extra in an English Period Drama

Michael Baylis

A bit of rum-bob-tiddly.

A bit of the old ‘How’s your father?’

A bit of tiddly-whoops-flim-flam floosy.

A bit of whoops, Vicar, not in the rectory.

A bit of Oriental cuisine if ye know what ah mean.

A bit of bob-rum-whoops-tiddly-whoops.

A bit of yer man from Kerry on the boat to Shropshire with a case of black pudding from his Ma, eh?

A bit of whoops-argh-me’ back- tuppence, father-whoops-rum-tiddly.

Mike lives in Melbourne, Australia, and manages his local pub—a fine use for a liberal arts education. He doesn’t have anything else published. This is it. He likes breakfast as more than a friend and owns at least four books. There is a collection of other words and so forth at http://ownthisbookstore.tumblr.com.

— Listicles —

Brutally Realistic Versions of Famous Musicals

Daniel McArdle

The Sound of Nazis

— Fiction —

Breaking Up Is Hard to Do

Tyler Stoddard Smith

Do you know how I know that you defriended me? Because my other TWENTY-FIVE friends would never do that to me and also I'm not getting your status updates, which I'm sure are fraught with anguish over our breakup—something I'd be happy to help you heal and deal with. I'll bet our make-up sex would be great, too.

— Fiction —

Michael Winslow Pens His Memoirs

Nathan Thornton

To most of my fans, I was simply “the guy in Police Academy who made all the sound effects with his mouth.” But there’s much more to my career than that. For instance, I was also the guy in Spaceballs who made all the sound effects with his mouth.

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