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Pig Tales: Chapter Four: Fear Da Tiger
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Tuesday, December 7, 2010. Chapter Four: Fear Da Tiger. I stared the evil blond right in the eyes, as did the other two, but she wasn’t backing down. Reaching into the my waist line, I felt for my gun, but it wasn’t there. It was laying on the floor next to a fallen power ranger. 8220;One step closer, and your friend dies,” She said, eyeballing both of us. Realizing the situation, we took the French way out. We both held up our hands and stood still. 8220;Who are you? 8221; She asked. 8220;What he means ...
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Pig Tales: Chapter Three: Somewhere Over the Rainbow
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Tuesday, November 30, 2010. Chapter Three: Somewhere Over the Rainbow. 8220;Hey, hey, are you okay? 8221; I shouted at him, shaking him. He made a few grunts, obviously the airbag had the same effect on him. 8220;Where are we? 8221; asked Chuckles, crawling out of the wreckage. 8220;My guess, HHB is around here somewhere,” I said, “He must have got pushed out of the swing into an alternate dimension.”. Loading the water, I rucked it up and we started to march down hill to the wooded area. After a few min...
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Pig Tales: Chapter Ten: When the Truth Came Out
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Friday, June 17, 2011. Chapter Ten: When the Truth Came Out. Through the dim light of my shades, I pointed my Walther at his face, knowing fully well that at any moment he could bend the force to snatch it from my hand. Using my free arm, I pushed WOW behind me. Mr Rogers looked down at his arm, then over at Jimmy, only something was different about him. Jimmy wasn't hobbit sized anymore. He was standing at my height, wielding a Sith light saber. 8220;She is a boy,” said DDP. 8220;Oh, so your girlfriend ...
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Pig Tales: Chapter Seven: Wind Beneath My Wings
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Tuesday, April 19, 2011. Chapter Seven: Wind Beneath My Wings. The thick smoke and particles of floating ashes blotted out the fading evening sun, making it difficult to breath as we raced toward Benny. The scattered limbs, and fresh blood made the ground like a twisted slip-n-slide obstacle course. The smell of burnt flesh made my stomach turn. 8220;You can’t do this,” said WOW. 8220;I have too,” I replied. Not settling for my answer, WOW grabbed me by the arm, trying to stop me. 8220;Chuckles,” I...
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Works of Jason Barnett: Tale of the Redneck Fishermen
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Works of Jason Barnett. Thursday, March 09, 2006. Tale of the Redneck Fishermen. It was a calm and clear August night. The weather was just right, so after I got off work I decided to call my buddies and see if they was up for some fishin. So I got home and called up my buddy Ben to see what he was a doin’ on such a nice night. I punched his numbers into my cell phone and then called’im up. I asked when someone picked up on the other end. Yep," he said, "who is this? Dan, this is Jason," I said. Tonight ...
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Works of Jason Barnett: January 2006
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Works of Jason Barnett. Thursday, January 19, 2006. It had been a long day’s march for the men of Company G. Actually, it had been a long hard march for the entire eightieth Indiana regiment. They had covered twelve miles from somewhere north of Willisburg to Mackville. Private Samuel Thacker was glad when they finally had come to a halt. Thacker tried his best to ignore them, but as their attacks grew more and more ruthless, Thacker began to detest them. After one had stolen his blanket during the n...
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Works of Jason Barnett: The Way Home
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Works of Jason Barnett. Thursday, January 19, 2006. It had been a long day’s march for the men of Company G. Actually, it had been a long hard march for the entire eightieth Indiana regiment. They had covered twelve miles from somewhere north of Willisburg to Mackville. Private Samuel Thacker was glad when they finally had come to a halt. Thacker tried his best to ignore them, but as their attacks grew more and more ruthless, Thacker began to detest them. After one had stolen his blanket during the n...
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Works of Jason Barnett: March 2006
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Works of Jason Barnett. Thursday, March 09, 2006. Tale of the Redneck Fishermen. It was a calm and clear August night. The weather was just right, so after I got off work I decided to call my buddies and see if they was up for some fishin. So I got home and called up my buddy Ben to see what he was a doin’ on such a nice night. I punched his numbers into my cell phone and then called’im up. I asked when someone picked up on the other end. Yep," he said, "who is this? Dan, this is Jason," I said. Tonight ...
