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At the Vet

shutz — Wed, 22 Dec 2010 16:25:55 +0000

“There’s nothing I can do now, the puppies will be born sick, and die within minutes.”

My dog would give birth to nine puppies, and he couldn’t do anything.

But I could.

I sent her into the future, where her puppies could be saved.

A bitch in time saves nine.

shutz — Thu, 10 Dec 2009 04:23:40 +0000

“But before you cross, listen to me!”

“Oh, boy, what now?”

“Crossing the bridge won’t be easy. Hope you brought plenty of food.”

“Is it a long journey?”

“No, but every few minutes, a gnome will stop you and ask for something to eat. Better give them something than argue.”

shutz — Thu, 15 Oct 2009 03:54:12 +0000

The last man on Earth died for the fifteenth time.

The machine jolted him back to life, repairing any damage within minutes.

It did everything to keep him happy, producing entertainment, stimulating conversations, and everything else it thought he needed.

But it could not give him a purpose.

Meaningless immortality.

shutz — Sat, 19 Sep 2009 15:00:23 +0000

After moving around all her life, never staying in one spot for more than a few minutes, flying everywhere, she saw the light.

She longed to know more about the light, join with it. She approached it, eager for the illumination.

ZAP!

“Goldurnit’, ah hates’ fly seasin,” said the man.