Anthea’s Hope story by Jim Duchene tech by Grok 1 The desert stretched endlessly before Thomas Jerome Newton. A cracked and desolate expanse that mirrored the fate of his home planet, Anthea. He stood atop a dune. His thin frame cloaked in a tailored suit that seemed out of place against the barren landscape. His eyes, hidden behind dark sunglasses, scanned the horizon. Not Earth’s, but a simulation he’d built in a Nevada warehouse. It was a desperate attempt to feel something of home. A planet dying of drought. Its inhabitants reduced to dust and memory. Newton had come to Earth decades ago with a mission. Amass wealth. Develop technology. Save Anthea by bringing water back. He’d succeeded in part. His patents had made him richer than King Solomon, but the planet’s bureaucracies, wars, and petty squabbles had delayed him. Now, time was running out. Anthea’s last transmissions had...
Abbott & Costello Meet Six Word Horror Stories For Sale. Chainsaw. Only Used Once. ********** His insides… were on… his outsides. ********** Something dripped on her face… blood? *********** She lay motionless. I already knew... ********** "Heard you were dead." "I am." *********** "..3, 4, better lock the door…" ********** You should have locked the door. ********** They're right in front of you. *********** Cupid's arrow had a poison tip. ********** The setting sun never rose again. *********** Turns out, it wasn't a nightmare. *********** James Corden's coming to your restaurant. ********** A Tremors-inspired Six Word Horror Story: Giant worms. Digging holes. Eating people. ********** Grinning, the clown closed the door. ********** "Howdy, stranger. We've been expecting you." ********** Eat it, before it eats YOU! ********** "Your account shows some unusual activity." ********** Woke up with my kidney missing...
I can't tell you how happy I was that people got the joke. Even PETA, who's not known for its sense of humor, reached out a friendly hand via lawsuit, the only known way they communicate, to express their appreciation concerning my effort to satirize animal stereotypes. I rescued my pit bull from the local pound. He had been found abandoned in the desert. Thirsty. Hungry. Scared. Wearing a collar way too tight for him. No chip. Scars here and there. "Who's going to adopt this poor guy? I wondered. PT Barnum was famously quoted as saying, "There's a sucker born every minute," and, by adopting him, I proved I was born at the one minute mark. Now, I can either shake my fist at the sky about how pit bulls are misunderstood or I could write something showing how ridiculous those misunderstandings are. With Pit Bull Facts (8-8-25), I chose the later. ...
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