T 4775

By Arjun Basu | Published: September 10, 2011

The penny rolls down off the table and comes to rest by the dog. He eats it. A penny saved, she sighs. Tastes like chicken, the dog replies.

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T 4774

By Arjun Basu | Published: September 10, 2011

She now realized inviting him had been a mistake. From inside the kitchen, he stared out at her yard. You can’t step in my garden, she said.

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T 4773

By Arjun Basu | Published: September 10, 2011

I want to bathe in the fountain of youth, he tells her, taking her hand. You seem young to me, she says. He sighs. But I smell old, he says.

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T 4772

By Arjun Basu | Published: September 10, 2011

He heard news about the end of the world. He left his family and had a lot of sex on Ibiza. The world didn’t end. Until he tried to go home.

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T 4771

By Arjun Basu | Published: September 10, 2011

The tech team got together for karaoke and one guy turned “Avalon” into “Avatar” and they laughed and laughed and didn’t get any dates again.

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T 4770

By Arjun Basu | Published: September 10, 2011

She steps out of the kitchen, ashen faced. Don’t eat the fish! she screams. But he’s been thinking of losing a few pounds. And takes a bite.

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T 4769

By Arjun Basu | Published: September 10, 2011

He felt young again, like some guy in a Viagra ad, and as he attacked the girls’ jump rope, he tripped and fell and the girls laughed at him.

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T 4768

By Arjun Basu | Published: September 10, 2011

The answer to “Is it just me?” is always yes. This depresses him. Because it is always just him. Though sometimes it’s his evil twin brother.

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T 4767

By Arjun Basu | Published: September 10, 2011

The trio played some dirge-like thing and he was soon snoring. His wife elbowed him in the ribs. He awoke, looked around, and said, Fuck it.

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T 4766

By Arjun Basu | Published: September 10, 2011

Hyacinths, she repeats, but he can’t say this word, he just can’t, given his speech impediment, and he stops walking, and says, You hate me.

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