“Good” Meets “Bad”

Saint Peter saw Satan from afar, and he held his blood-stained sword firmly. Saint Peter’s hands looked sweaty, like a food coupon in a traffic policeman’s pockets. Peter: Well, well, well, if it isn’t the Mayor of Sewerburg. It’s kind of a catchy word, except for the part that sewer is just liquid poop and

The African Ghetto Yard

In Africa, in the high density residential areas dubbed the “ghetto”, houses are stuffed next to each other, like an endless pile of cement sandwiches glued together.   People live so close to each other, every movement in house A can be heard in house B. Every body movement, every bowl movement, every bowel movement.

Am I Selfish?

  I don’t like others telling me their problems. I’m the opposite of a bartender.   Am I selfish?   It depends, it depends if I want others to hear my problems only.   It also depends if the person’s problems are being narrated with the pace of a now old Morgan Freeman. Most importantly,