I left my wife and was now was a desperate stranger in another town. Without a job, knowing no one, having no contacts, and without hope of acquiring skills, I sat alone in a skuzzy bar, sipping watery beer. No microbrew shit for me, a guy who’d taken philosophy courses in the same college as
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Dear Ex-Master, Â I wanted to drop a line to say thanks for the kibble. Also, to explain why my Human Pets account has been removed from Facebook as of last Tuesday. Sorry I disappeared on you, like a dog that just can’t help wiggling under the fence. Â In retrospect it seems sort of
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———— Megan Roth is a poet, cartoonist, and freelance writer from Birmingham, Alabama. She sells t-shirts by the sea shore at www.printfection.com/sauceontheside. The proceeds from her store fund cat food for Jada and other evil enterprises yet to be unmasked.
Welcome to the hallowed pages of Defenestration‘s February 1008 issue. It’s coming people. A few days from now, February 29th, that great cosmic miscalculation, will rear its ugly head. How can you, the concerned citizen of the world, prevent the disasters that are sure to follow in the wake of this day that doesn’t really
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