The Price of the Cost

Veteran Linebacker Brian Cushing is escorted into the office of his agent, Drew Rosenhaus. With his coach, Bill O'Brien, the agent delivers an insightful plea to his client. Two of the men most invested in Cushing will beg for the star to allow his individual performance to taper off. Unfortunately for them, negotiations

Don’t Turn on the Lights!

Sarah commandeered the room in the basement of her dorm as soon as she realized she would have to pull an all-nighter in order to prepare for tomorrow’s mid-term exam. Her roommate, Skylar, liked to get to bed early, so she packed up everything she thought she would need and went

In the Dome of Dementia

How we came to that blasphemous place is a tale so unworthy of the appalling events that succeeded it that I hesitate to offer any word on the subject at all. Suffice to say we were retained through intermediaries acting on behalf of what they would only describe as "a party

I WOULD LIKE A SELFIE

“I Would Like A Selfie” For context: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=i7xWw-_VIy0&ab_channel=JASONSCARYSTORYS Outside of a small town in Central Texas was a supposed haunted house. This house was surrounded by a relatively thick woods, and had been abandoned for untold years. Local children had learned legends of how every night, a severed head would fall down its decrepit chimney. A

Wednesday Night Hockee & Based Balls Shenanigans

Since it's the middle of the week, we should probably be responsible and turn it at a normal hour, since there isn't much going on, right? Or, on the other hand, we can continue ranting and being irresponsible while there is a nice assortment of other SPROTS to watch while drinking

The Masque Of The Yellow Lightning Bolt

I’m not sure why I went back. I can’t even remember the time between when I left and when I returned. I remember the end of the game—well, okay, more like the end of the 3rd quarter—being taunted by Raiders fans as I trudged out, cursing the powder blue #17

Coping With Loss in La Jolla

(somewhere on a sunny beach in La Jolla, Callifornia) Brad: Brah! Good waves out there today. Jackson: Totally, brah. And my gal K8 [ed. note--literally spelled that way] packed me a whole box of fresh fish tacos. Brad: Rad! With the guac? Jackson: Yup. And I made some of that mango salsa. Brad: Sweet. So, did you go to the game

A Sacrifice Must be Made

[Trouble is brewing in the Temple of Tripping. High Priest Blandino calls an emergency meeting of the Cult of Beergh.] Quiet Brothers, please, quiet. The dark circumstances that bring us together today cannot be ignored, but we must first pay homage to Beergh, God of Flags, Lord of Penalties. Hail Beergh! HAIL