Tag: dark humour
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OTHER BRANDS ARE AVAILABLE
‘HÄAGEN-DAZS KILLER STRIKES AGAIN!’ screamed the headline, as did executive Peter Jenkins. It was a PR disaster. That was three. Each bloodied corpse left with a half-eaten tub of Häagen-Dazs next to it. The latest theory: the killer was following people who bought Häagen-Dazs, killing them, then eating the ice-cream. ‘What flavour this time?’ his…
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TAKE ONLY WHAT YOU NEED
They set off at first light. No sign of the enemy. Peters took the front of the stretcher, Henderson the rear. Felix lay unconscious, each step across the uneven, barren landscape making his head roll from side to side. Henderson reckoned it was a hundred miles back to the demilitarised zone – at their laboured…
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SEA AIR
Coming to the south of France had been the wisest choice of his life. Retirement suited him, as did the Mediterranean sun, the walks along the coast, the relaxed pace of Medville and the wine. He sipped the glass of rosé (given to him by the owner of the vineyard next door) and thanked his…
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HAPPY THOUGHTS
She stood contemplating the display of strange ornaments. The yellow one would have the most impact, but was too heavy for her to wield. The ornate one was too flimsy. The stumpy one too short. The blue one seemed perfect, but she noticed a crack around the trunk. She settled on the red one –…
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THAT’S ENTERTAINMENT!
Lights flashed, music blared. ‘Julie is thirty-five, works in a shop and has a second job as a waitress. She doesn’t have the time to meet Mr. Right. Will she find him tonight? Let’s start The Tunnel of Love!’ The audience bayed along. Lights dimmed, tension music. Julie took two tentative steps along the curved tunnel. Loud claxon, red lights. The…