Family
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A man confronts his former schoolmate, revealing dark secrets and twisted intentions, as their past sins resurface in a chilling encounter.
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Two brothers engage in a heated argument over a misunderstood statement, with tensions escalating as their sister tries to intervene.
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A man discovers a seemingly perfect shirt at an unbelievable price, but the true cost reveals a dark and twisted bargain.
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A lone sailor battles relentless waves, mysterious visions, and his own sanity as he desperately steers towards a distant light.
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A man confronts a demon who refuses to leave, despite his efforts with an incantation. Tensions rise as past horrors resurface.
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A man desperately stitches his own wound, battling frustration and pain, in a tense and visceral struggle for survival and sanity.
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And we’re done… 2020TOO is now a thing of the past, memories forgotten already, much like many of those that have been and gone before this day, and may will be gone after. We have ventured down a turmoiled road, that wasn’t as smooth as we had hoped. Many ideas became lost in the mix…
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Six years ago I had this idea, it was crazy at first, and became even more unhinged as it progressed. For that idea, insanity was born upon a road. This blog is that road. This twisted road of madness. Fitting that Friday the 13th is the day we celebrate this journey. Let us see how…
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And we are BACK!! What does this mean for you, me and the walls of Jericho? Who knows, but what I do know, is that the world is constantly changing, and the pandemic that has gripped ours lives so vividly by the throat, has created many a new detail to deal with. 2020TOO is not…
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What a year it has already been, surely we are almost into 2021, and some sort of freedom from the disaster 2020 has been, right? I can’t believe that the year, a year where I thought new horizons would be a grand design, has shat itself so terribly. Jobs have tumbled, wealth has nose dived,…
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Welcome to 20/20, the concept, not the year. Let me help you understand that statement, with a short explanation. Sometime ago (more than a handful of months I’m sure of now) I decided that the journey I took 4 years ago to broaden myself within the field of writing wasn’t exactly what I wanted it…
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Greetings my darkened friends, it is some time since I sat and talked with you about things of the mind’s nature. The time from these shores has been sparse, yet plentiful. I have sailed many seas, and saw many a great thing, but the sea kept shunting me back towards you, my fleshlings. So, as…
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The world was spinning like a fucking merry-go-round on crack as Shera the princess of power picked me up and forced my head in between her massive thighs setting me up for a perigee while also dousing my head with a vomit worthy offering of rank pussy juice. She drove my face into the ground…
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“You think you can around killing members of my family and live pig dog?” The well libricated voice of Sasha Villmemore hisses. Sasha was vomited from his mother’s vigina and slapped with the name Sergio Segligari before he’d even cried his first shit scared tear when he first clapped his eyes on his old man,…
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The world was a mess as the second boot connected with the side of my head, and I went twisting all around the pool, except there was no pool and I wasn’t really twisting, it was more like cascading to the floor like a free flowing tap. “Rat bastard!” I head a woman’s voice hiss,…
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The saltiness of my blood hit the back of my throat and forced a suction like effect to take place, leaving me to desperately struggle for a breath. My concentration thankfully was broken some seconds later as another fist hit me in the side of the jaw, dislodging another tooth. I felt something grab at…
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Greetings from the darkened shores of my twisted roads, it’s been sometime since we last spoke, how are you? I’m sorry I haven’t called in a while, but I promise that is going to change as we progress through February. If you’ve been visiting regularly over the last week (because nothing much else has…
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Three broken fingers, a cracked sternum, two holes in my left shoulder, a broken nose, the worst fucking headache I’ve had this side of Joey Laurence’s bucks night and a clamp on each testical was what greeted me when I came back to reality. China hadn’t has the balks to remove me from the equation just yet,…
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Now that we’re all on the same page, and you’ve caught up to where I’m at let’s get to the business at hand. Chinaman started spewing some shit about the end of days, how he was going to take the family business in a new direction and partnerships like the one his brother Jackie had…
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There is proactive, and then there is reactive. One means to get shit in place and sorted before the can is kicked across the yard, while the other is more about figuring out what to do now that some has kicked the can across the yard while you’re standing there with a runny shit slowly…