Twisters

T 4195

By Arjun Basu | Published: August 24, 2011

The new secretary was trouble. At home, he told his wife about her. Sounds like trouble, she said. With that confirmed, he got into trouble.

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T 4194

By Arjun Basu | Published: August 24, 2011

The CEO steps into the conference room and says simply, We can do better, and then he exits and then the dancing takes on even more urgency.

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T 4193

By Arjun Basu | Published: August 24, 2011

The drone of an organ. Your father had hairy toes, she tells her friend. She leaves out the part about that hair getting stuck in her teeth.

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T 4192

By Arjun Basu | Published: August 24, 2011

They found him writhing under a desk. Are you ok? he was asked. He was and so the meeting started. What a lousy day to try out the new thong.

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T 4191

By Arjun Basu | Published: August 24, 2011

His t-shirt says “Everyone is wrong about everything” and it annoys people so much that he never wears a shirt again. This affects his diet.

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T 4190

By Arjun Basu | Published: August 24, 2011

He ate too quickly and an hour later said, I don’t feel so good, and she rolled her eyes and said, Don’t be so negative, so he ate some more.

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T 4189

By Arjun Basu | Published: August 24, 2011

He kisses his wife and retreats to the closet where he plays with her underwear all day. Then he fixes dinner. Then he kisses his wife again.

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T 4188

By Arjun Basu | Published: August 8, 2011

Is this omniscience? I can feel everything you feel. I read your thoughts. Your moods. Your desire. I don’t crave this knowledge. Let me in.  

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T 4187

By Arjun Basu | Published: August 8, 2011

I endorsed her constipation. It made her irritable, and that turned me on. And then she wasn’t constipated. The smell almost killed us both.  

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T 4186

By Arjun Basu | Published: August 8, 2011

The Stranger walked into the saloon. Even the dust in the air stopped moving. He reached for his gun. I blame my mother for this, he wailed.  

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