As the Minister of Propaganda, Vlad’s had it all. Buying himself extravagant presents was something he truly enjoyed, but his favorite was floating on his 100-foot yacht all winter, hoisting champagne with his companions.
When the call came to return to the Continue reading
Emmitt blamed all the world’s problems on the bullhorn that stalked him. “Get over here!” “There!” “Stop!” The bullhorn bellowed commands, steamrolling his Pollyanna disposition.
For Christmas, Santa brought him headphones. “Everything is Awesome” could envelope him in a sonic cone nearing nirvana. Emmitt was giddy with glee. He knew exactly what he would do. Continue reading