Indoor Soccer Champion

I’m taking my son to the podiatrist today. He’s been complaining about sore feet for the last few weeks now, so I figured enough was enough.  “Son, you aren’t going to win the world championship of indoor soccer like that,” I said.  He responded with, “But I don’t want to be a champion indoor soccer …

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Meeting the King

I met the Auto King shortly after betraying the only friends I’d ever known. It was in an old warehouse the Auto King’s supporters had turned into a base. He was connected by a few pipes to a large hyperbaric chamber. I’m pretty sure they are designed so that you can get in them, especially …

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