Warning: Let's face it; there is just no way I can keep any of my stories "clean," and there isn't a mouse's chance in a piranha tank that I am going to attempt to write in a completely serious way—I'm stupid, and my writing reflects that quite clearly. Everything is here on the interbutts because I am sharing it with friends and anyone else who may be interested in this dumbfuckery. ...Enjoy!

Book of Words
Act 01: Failure Sees Its Shadow, Commits Suicide But Fails
Act 02: Plains, Trains and Automated Weaponry
Act 03: If You Were An Oven You'd Be Baked By Now
Act 04: Nuclear Warfare For Your Ride Home