In this installment: Things go well for me financially, Vlad and Cliff are nice guys, and I kill a moose.

Set in the far distant future; the human race battles for freedom from the opressive Vishians fighters. Vishian's are bad on account of how they're the enemy. All written with fantastic skill because of how it tends to sound like it was written by a six year old. [Don't worry if you haven't ready any of the other Really Dumb Stories, they aren't related to each other]

I was rooting through my harddrive and ran across this one. A practical joke I pulled on a friend about a year ago wherein they contact him regarding flying cars.

Liam's recent graduation from University has landed him a job with the mysterious InterTron. What mysterious plots might they be hatching? And will Liam ever overcome his fear of submarines? Not a sequel to the first. More like another installment in a series of dumb stories

An angry letter I wrote regarding one of the more offensive rants I've ever encountered... sort of.

Advice on how to subtly iritate your boss (if you're a night security guard). I had forgotten about this one, then the other day Cliff pulled it out to show Liam, visiting from lethbridge, and I decided to put it up.