Twister 1844

By Arjun Basu | Published: March 5, 2011

The yard is overrun by weasels and she blames her husband. Her plans are ruined. The affair with the neighbor is going to have to go public.

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Twister 1843

By Arjun Basu | Published: March 5, 2011

She kisses his neck and then he says, Wait, I have to pee, and when he doesn’t return she finds him taking a shower and gets really offended

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Twister 1842

By Arjun Basu | Published: March 5, 2011

He looks at the sky and sees nothing but pain. His wife drapes her arms around him. Our vacation’s ruined, she sighs. Inside, the kids howl.

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Twister 1841

By Arjun Basu | Published: March 5, 2011

The smell of fried chicken wings hover over the town. He lights a smoke and calls his girl. She says she has beer. And his life is complete.

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Twister 1840

By Arjun Basu | Published: March 5, 2011

The guy with the expensive suit says, I fire all these people and don’t go to jail. The guy with the less expensive suit says, We have guns.

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Twister 1839

By Arjun Basu | Published: March 5, 2011

His umbrella is torn apart by the wind. And he thinks, I’m now officially the unhappiest person in the world. And then a piano falls on him.

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Twister 1838

By Arjun Basu | Published: March 5, 2011

The river is the color of bubble gum. The artist demands more validation. A toddler dreams of murder. She flushes her vanity down the toilet

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Twister 1837

By Arjun Basu | Published: March 5, 2011

There were days where a complaint would have solved everything, but he was too much of a company man to ever come out from beneath his desk.

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Twister 1836

By Arjun Basu | Published: March 5, 2011

They were the last ones in the bar. She searched her purse for something and then gave up. He lit a match. And the place went down in flames

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Twister 1835

By Arjun Basu | Published: March 5, 2011

They hide in a tree. Below, ugly spiny beasts patrol the grass. A volcano rumbles. The sky burns deep red. I have to fart, Dr. Lee whispers.

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