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Basil and Gonz Grow Old - Part 2 of 2

Basil and Gonz Grow Old - Part 2 of 2 a short story by Joshua Coffman Go back to Part 1 -> here The years had separated the two friends. Gonz had become consumed with a religious fury and Basil had distracted himself with technology. But neither of them forgot the Great Meme War of 2016 or the rise of Joe Biden the Venerable, Bless His Memory and Live for His Vision. They carried those memories far into the future and both kept fighting for truth, just in their own way. --- Two police cruisers pulled up to the house under the sky tree and talked with Little Samurai for a few moments before they headed into the house to get a full report. They drove away. Little Samurai called her husband. He rode in on his electric longboard about an hour later. They combed the neighborhood for clues about where her father and his sword may have gone. Darkness set in over the Israeli neighborhood. The neighbors offered no help to the couple seeking their father. As the night grew deep, Mr Samurai

Fiction - Scientological Part 2

Scientological a fictional short story by Joshua Coffman PART 1 Part 2 It was yellow snow. Fuck, he sighed to himself. Another dog had pissed on his pristinely shoveled suburban driveway. He dodged the exhaust hanging low in the cold morning air to grab a shovel and remove the contaminated snow before someone drove by and saw it. As he heaved the shovel full of piss laden snow into his garbage a car drove by, snow crunching underneath. Today was a sunny day, but the sun was still obscured by the mountains to the east. He turned around and placed the shovel back under the overhang of the garage and got into his car. The door slammed shut and the moisture that had accumulated on his eyebrows melted instantly in the warm car. "...and the State department has..." Off clicked the radio, too much politics lately. He backed out of the driveway and for a brief moment felt proud of how immaculate the front of his house was. It really was beautiful. Great white pillars stood out as you

Basil and Gonz Grow Old - Part 1 of 2

Basil and Gonz Grow Old - Part 1 of 2 a short story by Joshua Coffman Skip to Part 2 -> here Early morning wisps of dust curtained their way over the desert, dancing with the wind in a mischievous race to the next cactus. A sun bleached white F-150 sat outside of a cute but worn, ranch-style house. The house was large, but it wasn't extravagant. On the porch, under the awning was a rocking chair and enthroned sat a majestic cat, observing the desert hautily. The kingly cat sat still but a small twitch of his tail indicated that he was still curious about his immediate neighborhood which consisted only of a few desert flowers and a beautiful windmill. No houses could be seen for miles. The house was plain, no fancy paint jobs, no elegant architectural flourishes, the only noticeable feature was a large mech suit perched in the backyard. Its shoulders, when parked, arched just over the roof and looked, to the uninitiated, like two slightly odd antennas. There was an odd wat

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