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Saturday, November 17, 2007
Bathroom Monologue: A Moment with Consumer, the Dragon
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Once upon a time stories began with, "Once upon a time." When they did, I was conscripted by some would-be demigods. They paid me ...
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Bathroom Monologue: Hail to the Elite
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"Harold Bloom, Alexis de Tocqueville, all the sum of history's critics and elitists couldn't or didn't (or a mixture of bot...
Bathroom Monologue: Where is my flying car, Jetson?
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Toyota stresses that the new Flying Car Model ™, or Toyota Apollo ®, will not eliminate traffic jams. It will, however, make traffic jams mu...
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Tinkering around with this site. The Comments feature should now be open so that anyone can use it, rather than only people who are register...
Friday, November 16, 2007
Bathroom Monologue: He should've worn a space suit.
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John dreamed of going to outerspace. He founded a space program in the third grade, consisting of him and his autistic school janitor. He di...
Bathroom Monologue: Why I never saw Underworld 2
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In a world where no one believed anymore, where salt and silver had lost their power, where the cross could no longer scorch children of the...
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Bathroom Monologue: Recruitment 201
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Freddy: A group assembled from the highest criteria, a squad of hardened assassins. We went around to the seediest pubs in the world, and fi...
Bathroom Monologue: The Fear of God (or His supposed gravesite)
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"I don't believe in Him, but I'm not cocky. This Guy invented lightning, cholera and the shark. I don't want Him mad at me....
Bathroom Monologue: "Don't you want to have kids?" -Generic Ex-Girlfriend
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-No. -No, now please stop asking. -By the throat. -With soy sauce. -Do they double well as calk? -Right where I want them. -How much does th...
Thursday, November 15, 2007
Bathroom Monologue: Here's Gurenderu
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Suddenly my right side went numb. I couldn't move my hand. I couldn't feel my arm. "Holy shit," I thought. "I've ...
Bathroom Monologue: They Sure Did
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I was stunned when my Indian friend, Franky, was walking around with a Bible last week. He usually detests religion. I asked him what was up...
Bathroom Monologue: The Tinkerer's Tip #7 on How to Lie Your Way into the Upper Class
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No one you want to impress shops at Wal-Mart, ma'am. In fact they hold anyone who shops there in disdain. Any store you can think of is ...
Wednesday, November 14, 2007
Bathroom Monologue: Delectable Dolphins
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The Humans claimed dolphins were mammals like them, because they breathed air and gave birth to live young. The Dwarfs claimed dolphins were...
Bathroom Monologue: Like wearing a Superman t-shirt
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On the side of the mountain, there lay a suit of immaculate gold and silver armor, glittering in the noon sun. A skeleton was visible under ...
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Bathroom Monologue: Maybe something in politics
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"When I heard serial killers were supposed to have a target group, I was pretty lost for words. Apparently a pattern is a selling point...
Bathroom Monologue: Someone's happy about graduation
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The valedictorian of days, the Last Judgment, stood and marched down the aisle to the Provost of Time, glancing smugly at her fellow student...
Bathroom Monologue: Too late, Bill
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Bill thought Twinkies could never expire. They felt like styrofoam and tasted like sugar, those immutable, unchanging basic elements of soci...
Bathroom Monologue: God Hates Statistics
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"God, long having lost touch with creation after inventing introspection, sent out a commission to the living quadrants of the Omnivers...
Bathroom Monologue: God of _____
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Ares was the god of war, Aphrodite was the goddess of love, but Apollo was the asshole god who wanted to take seventeen majors in college. A...
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Welcome to The Bathroom Monologues. My name is John Wiswell. I write short stories, micro-fiction, haiku and the occasional novel. Most of m...
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