I really hope someone did, otherwise, I’m giving something away out of the goodness of my heart.
That’s just not like me.
On this Blackest of Black Fridays, as you nurse your broken bones, rest your weary legs and clutch to that new Keurig you fought so fiercely for, your old pal Kile invites you to kick off your boots(they are just dripping blood on the carpet anyway), put your feet up and enjoy another slice of life that my brain-bone conjured up out of thin air and probably, most likely, unresolved anger from my childhood.
Yes, friends. I’ve got another free short story for you. A wonderfully demented piece of transgressive fiction, and who doesn’t love that? Why, I will tell you who: Unwed Teenage Mothers. Scourge of humanity, they are.
This story is called A Super Villain in Repose. What is it about, Uncle Kile? Shut up for a minute, Billy, and I will tell you. Imagine, if you will, or won’t, I don’t care, a world in which there is but one super-powered genius, a man whose resentment and misanthropic tendencies lead him to abuse said power and become the greatest super villain the world has ever known.
You with me so far?
Now imagine what that evil bastard does when he returns home from a day of super villainy.
That’s right. My little tale delves into the home-life, the sad, twisted,oft disturbingly funny home-life of the baddest man ever to walk the earth. With apologies to Mike Tyson.
Did I mention it is free?
Check it out here now!
Hugs and Kisses,
Kile
Kile the WonderBoy!! 