Posts Tagged: humor
lend me your ears
On Christmas, I drive down 39th street with car antlers. I get to a stop light, and a reindeer pulls up next to me with detached human ears on its antlers. I never sleep again. fiction | Tommy Tung photograph
lend me your ears
On Christmas, I drive down 39th street with car antlers. I get to a stop light, and a reindeer pulls up next to me with detached human ears on its antlers. I never sleep again. fiction | Tommy Tung photograph
eco-friendly fangs
The vampire next door spends a lot of time composting after dinner, and I just smile and nod when I’m taking out the garbage. — fiction | Tommy Tung — — photography | Pexels — Let’s stay connected on Facebook
eco-friendly fangs
The vampire next door spends a lot of time composting after dinner, and I just smile and nod when I’m taking out the garbage. — fiction | Tommy Tung — — photography | Pexels — Let’s stay connected on Facebook
it’s not you—it’s me
“I’m just never going to be real with you, even if I love you,” said the imitation crab. — flash fiction | Tommy Tung — — art | Kawahara Keiga — Let’s stay connected on Facebook Twitter Instagram
it’s not you—it’s me
“I’m just never going to be real with you, even if I love you,” said the imitation crab. — flash fiction | Tommy Tung — — art | Kawahara Keiga — Let’s stay connected on Facebook Twitter Instagram
out of paper towels
The end of the world was messy—no clean-up crews answered my calls. — fiction | Tommy Tung — — photograph | Pixabay.com — Let’s stay connected on Facebook Twitter Instagram
out of paper towels
The end of the world was messy—no clean-up crews answered my calls. — fiction | Tommy Tung — — photograph | Pixabay.com — Let’s stay connected on Facebook Twitter Instagram
dragon my name through the mud
What I’ve learned from working with dragons is they don’t go outside for smoke breaks. They light up wherever they damn please. — fiction | Tommy Tung — — image | Pixabay.com — Let’s stay connected on Facebook Twitter Instagram
dragon my name through the mud
What I’ve learned from working with dragons is they don’t go outside for smoke breaks. They light up wherever they damn please. — fiction | Tommy Tung — — image | Pixabay.com — Let’s stay connected on Facebook Twitter Instagram
elbows never sounded so delicious
The year is 2016. Macaroni are amputated due to our unchecked hunger for their elbows. — flash fiction | Tommy Tung — — photograph | Pixabay.com — Let’s stay connected on Facebook Twitter Instagram
elbows never sounded so delicious
The year is 2016. Macaroni are amputated due to our unchecked hunger for their elbows. — flash fiction | Tommy Tung — — photograph | Pixabay.com — Let’s stay connected on Facebook Twitter Instagram
the purrminator
“Meow be back,” said the cyborg cat, exploring a mysterious paper portal in the kitchen. — fiction | Tommy Tung — — photograph | Matt Edward — — CC by 2.0 — Let’s stay connected on Facebook Twitter Instagram
the purrminator
“Meow be back,” said the cyborg cat, exploring a mysterious paper portal in the kitchen. — fiction | Tommy Tung — — photograph | Matt Edward — — CC by 2.0 — Let’s stay connected on Facebook Twitter Instagram
killer kisses
“It’d never work between us — my kisses would kill you,” said Scissors to Paper. fiction | Tommy Tung photograph | Pixabay
killer kisses
“It’d never work between us — my kisses would kill you,” said Scissors to Paper. fiction | Tommy Tung photograph | Pixabay
Fiction Mostly 