Stories tagged “milkshake”

  • Spoiled Milk Milkshakes

    She stood there in front of the mirror in her itsy-bisty, teeny-weeny, yellow polka dot bikini. She hadn’t worn it since the summer 0f 1950, when she had been 18 years old and into the rebellious stuff. Truth be told, she had forgotten all about ...

  • Das Milkshake

    “My milkshake brings all the boys to the yard.” Hans pointed down the street at the small group of young men heading their way, gesturing with his chocolate shake. “What?” Dan looked up from his lawn mower and wondered why Hans ...

    • Author: Kevin Lawver
    • Posted almost 3 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Pressgang

    “Tana-” Some part of her recognized her name, but she didn’t turn around until the small figures coffled behind her were safely handed over to the foreman. “Slumming today, Khal?” she said, shoving her precious tally chit ...

    • Author: Scaramush
    • Posted almost 3 years ago.
  • Meine Milkshake

    The zombies attack in a frenzy of insatiable desire for human flesh. They surround the boys in a slow zombie walk, at least twelve of them in all. They swat at Hans, who holds his milkshake in his arms like a newborn baby. “What now?” Hans ...

    • Author: NinjaChicken
    • Posted almost 3 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • I Doth Bestow A Wee Bit of Competition (Milkshake Challenge)

    The Clopping Goat was busier than usual this late morn. Villagers roamed around outside waiting to get a table. My pub was emptied and I was quite furious. I stomped over and lurked outside the back alley of the establishment. An aproned woman elbowed ...

  • Mad Milkshake

    The wanderer pushed his goggles up his forehead, wiping dirt from the corners of his eyes. There, in the middle of the deserted town, stood a perfect milkshake on a steel table. It even had a cherry on top. The wanderer ran his tongue over chapped lips...

    • Author: bluefish
    • Posted almost 3 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Captain Linder's Milkshake

    Gerhard Linder, captain of the type VIIC unterwasserboot U-579, peered through the periscope at a stream of allied ships. “Mein milchshake holt alle jungen zum yard,” he whispered, referring to the maneuver he used to pull enemy vessels wit...