My Super First Day
Remember that day, one year ago, when you woke up with a superpower?
What do I do with all these chickens?
By Mike Cox
I'm keeping the chickens I make
Not for them, but for my own sake
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Aug 8, 2009 10:06:03 AM
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By Mike Cox My name is Deci-eggs-imate, One that people are starting to hate. On a touch one in ten, Are turned into hens, A sad and statistical fate.
The Case Against Super-Heroes
By Jim Gramze Sammy Slick walks into the interrogation room and a heavy steel door clacks shut behind him with the finality of a very expensive and capable locking mechanism. Ben Braun is seated wearing abnormally large shackles, the silver-colored metal glowing with that never-been-used oily sheen. Ben is slumping forward, an ok build for a teenager, looking forlornly at the metal tabletop before him. As Ben looks up at Sammy his posture straightens and his facial expression firms up into that of confident hope with a glisten in his eyes. Read the rest!
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