A Connoisseur

I’m a man with refined tastes.
I’m what some might call a connoisseur of sorts, that is if they can pronounce connoisseur. It took me fifteen minutes to figure out how to spell it, and another twenty minutes to figure out …

I’m a man with refined tastes.
I’m what some might call a connoisseur of sorts, that is if they can pronounce connoisseur. It took me fifteen minutes to figure out how to spell it, and another twenty minutes to figure out …
Rico Chico was a man no one fucked with. He was what some might call “rootin’ tootin’” or others might call him “dangerously edgy and cool.” Others just called him Fred, because after all, that was Rico Chico’s given name, …
Have you ever wondered if a rabbi, a priest and a monk could ever walk into a bar without some asshole making a wise-crack? I have. Then one day I saw it, with my own two eyes.
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Today on Into the Garbage Chute we have an original short story, penned by me. Enjoy!
Garret was The Badge Guy. He had fifteen badges for various forms of Bravery alone. He had twenty two badges for all the times …