Happy Tuesday! I’ve been thinking about quitting these daily 100 word stories but part of me feels like that’s giving up or giving in and, well, here I am keeping on with it. Maybe when I get to 100 or 1000 I’ll give it up.

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Night on the Town

The Laughing Man danced madly overhead while we sat round drinks at the Porboy’s Luck. Ashboy scratched his head and asked about the music but the Jolly on stage beatboxing and singing all at once didn’t impress. A bottle flung and a mic dropped and the Laughing Man cackled until his teeth fell out.

We covered our drinks, like always, and Corvid the Cannibal hopped on stage and spat verse while we hollered and howled like heathens for his syncopated sacrament. Tables and chairs to the walls, feet to the floor, we rocked and bopped and the Laughing Man sang.