Humor

THE CRIMSON WIZARD

Thomas' Mystery

Once upon a time, there was a man named Thomas. Thomas was exceedingly average. When he went to school he earned average grades, at work he performed exactly as expected, and when he returned home, he spent his time as an average American would. Thomas stayed in line as he should, never making waves, keeping on the correct path of life so that he could eventually retire and live a relaxing life wherever he ended up. He always hoped it would be California, but he would be fine in whatever quiet suburb was offered to him.

The Jet Pee Nong Hotel

“Jet Pee Nong, what the hell is that?” asked the walk-in customer. “That, my friend, is the name of a magnificent hotel. At a brilliant resort, on the holiday you’ve been dreaming of.” Answered the overly keen sales agent at Rickets Travel Bureau.

Love takes away more than it gives.

- In the days of the Ramayana, the earth was hesitant. It is not ram and not hands. But if Kali had any hesitation, it would be for the benefit of others, not Ramapati. Frankly, I do not understand that there is no human. Everyone was standing on top of the hill, talking. Suddenly Nanellar shouted. If I say - Ray is coming, but not until then. We all looked and saw Ramapati and entered his house again. Everyone realizes that no matter how urgent Ramapati's mission may be, he must stop paving the way as it is now. When you get home, you can sit quietly for a while. Then he sent a servant to take a look. If the server comes back and says the road is clear, he can go out again. I said let's go, what's the point of being difficult? Why did Nanilal say he's moving? Is this the way? Shall we eat a girl learning to read?

There is more joy in giving love than in receiving love.

gem  In the neglect of poetry, the Indian poet Rabindranath has been complaining about the world poet Palmicki, who has done injustice to Urmira in his poetry. However, he also said that in rasasrishti it is impossible to give the heroine the same respect and equal rights. However, Urmila is mentioned in the Ramayana. But don't Ramchandra and Sita Devi have more female friends and servants that Adikabi doesn't even mention?

A sweet love.

- Day off. In the morning, Tarini Chattogei came out with four mice and a cup of tea. His descent meant - the daughter went out to find a pot for the rock. He's been doing this for three years. When I returned in the evening, I put a foot in the dirt and sat down with my head in both hands. His wife, Navadurga, hastily put the pillow aside and left it near her. I asked him to get up and sit down. The faint smile on Talini Babu's face disappeared with a sigh before exploding. He said: Why do I make sure to keep me alive?

Swipe Right For Love

I will be releasing excerpts of my book Swipe Right For Love, for anyone interested in a humorous and romantic look at modern-day love and dating.

The 28 Year Agreement

Nearly 28 years ago their lives were changed. Shelly couldn’t explain her bond with Chris and Tommy to her husband. They shared an experience that shook them to their young cores. She knew he wouldn’t believe the details, he being a practical, no nonsense man who couldn’t see past his nose in order to imagine the possibility of things.

What Will? Who Will?

What Will? Who Will? “What? Who?” Budgie asked. “Yes, Mr Um… Budgie, it is strange, but I am only passing on instructions as requested by my client,” said Mr Paulson.

Hitchhike

Hitchhike OUT / ROAD / EVENING A man drives on the road alone. Only the sound of the car and the tires can be heard. The man is tired and looks at the road with a lost gaze. The road can be seen only by the lights of his car. At one point the lights of the car show a girl at the side of the street, the driver in astonishment looks in the rear window of the car to check at the woman. The car slows down and then stops on the side of the road. The woman approaches the car, then and stops a few meters behind it. She says;

Mysterious Nightmare

A novelist based in California. In Boston, a physician. In Nevada, a motel owner and his staff. A Chicago church. In New York, there is a criminal. A young lady in Las Vegas. They are a group of people from all over the country who are beginning to experience mysterious variations of the same nightmare.

Cantina Problema: Conclusion

“Now…” He said. “…This better be a good story.” I was handcuffed to the steering wheel of the car I was now driving at top speed away from the Cantina. I had only just met my passenger, yet he seemed content to risk a lot just to hear my story.