Fragments

A textual webcomic. Fragments is a reluctant member of Innuendopoly Industries.

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“Porridge!” she shouted wildly, she too having forgotten the safe word.

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“What big teeth you have, Grandma!” said Little Red Riding Hood, hungrily feeling her toothless jaws, craving what she could not have.

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Love is a fickle mistress, like having a secret wife.

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Violence is never the answer, except in self-defense. Or if the guy stole something from you. Or if he looks at you funny because he’s probably hitting on you, and that’s not cool. That’s gay.

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“She and I, we were ready for second base. They said our relationship was impossible, eccentric, yearning to break free the very fabric of what is moral and immoral; and, as we felt our bodies become one, we knew they were so so wrong especially after we started using the second base canvas bag as a spanking machine,” Jeff read aloud to his drivers’ ed class.

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For Jeff, the dictionary seemed to hold all the wonder and mystery of the world. For the dictionary, it wished Jeff would at least browse with pants on.

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The young man, with the confidence of a horny gazelle, strutted down the street in his flamingo pink suit, his posse of women dutifully trailing behind him, waiting for the promised ice-cream cone that would never come.

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“SINCE TIME IMMEMORIAL,” Jeff shouted behind his chainmail, “MANKIND HAS LICKED THE CHEEKS OF DEATH,” thus beginning the worst relationship break-up in recorded history.

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Man is constantly at odds with Nature, especially after Nature was caught in bed with Time and Space doing unspeakably dirty things to Reality.

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Looking into his eyes, she felt as though every nerve of her body was firing in all directions as her heart beat faster and her brain massively hemorrhaged.

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Laugh, and the world laughs with you. Vomit, and the world takes a few steps back.

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As the night progressed, Maria thought Jeff was becoming more and more distant, especially after he started running.