“Open the safe,” the first robber demanded.
“Former Bank Robbers”
Don’t mind us.
Don’t mind us.
“Open the safe,” the first robber demanded.
With a few obvious rules to follow.
“Can we ride dinosaurs through the canyon?” he asked.
A collection of short fiction from my Twitter account (@jojascully).
“Then what?” he asked.
“We wait,” she responded.
“What if the creature doesn’t come out?”
“We go under the bed after it.”
Even cryptids need love.
When the yeti gave birth to a hybrid, the network knew someone on the film crew had some explaining to do.
A collection of short fiction from my Twitter account (@jojascully).
The helium-3 operation on the Moon ran smoothly until fossilized materials started jamming the processor.
Bones.
Human bones.
Possession passenger.
The hitchhiker waved frantically at me.
I recently noticed the first seasonal Halloween store preparing to open in the local mall.
“I love your mask!”
This particular piece is also the most “liked” tweet in the illustrious (haha!) history of my Twitter account.
Tyrannosaurus wanted to be a writer, but his arms were too short.
Has he got skeletons in his closet or just a skeleton in his closet?
After lashing out at his alarm clock, he could clearly see a skeleton through his open closet door.
Haunting or hooey?
His mother scowled and he backpedaled.