Month: November 2013

Ohuck and Tzank weren’t talking to each other. Ohuck was the Nuts foreman, and Hank was the bolts foreman, and they’d had a heated disagreement the previous month about which was more important in the fastening world, the nut or the bolt. “Well, of course it’s bolts,” Tzank had said. “Drill a hole in two … Read more

Every Friday, Dylantry Horbloo made his way to the second floor of the Toronto Reference Library, glancing over his shoulder, even though no one ever followed him. At the end of the last row on the right, he would gently push in the misfiled (and fake) “Book of Puns” by Benjamin Disreali. The shelves would … Read more

Dord swore as he pulled over. Already late for work, and all he needed were the red flashing lights he saw in the rearview mirror. Sweat broke out on his brow. He grabbed hold of the wheel, where the officer could see it… as he thought you were supposed to do. Where had he even … Read more