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The Death of G-Man, Say it Isn't So

- I wasn't raging my attire was making me cranky. The Glad lady shows poor manners and tries to undo my dress or so I thought. What is she doing? Through the haze that lingers in the air, I see my bel...

By: gillianleeza | Category: Micro Fiction | Score: 5| Added: 03 Feb 2018

The Garbage Man Returns, But Things Have Changed...

- After my stay at the Salem State Sanitarium, Planetarium, and Hair Care Centre, I returned to a hazy Rump’s Bar - the scene of the infamous crime - and things had changed. Now sporting the stylish r...

By: Ping | Category: Flash Fiction | Score: 5| Added: 03 Feb 2018

Death Of A Garbage Man, Or Is It?

- Only looking for bar-found cuddles, I now clutched my throat. I’ve been shot! Reaching to plug my wound, I felt a pointy stick protruding from my juggler vein. “Oh Lord, why?” I gurgled to the hea...

By: Ping | Category: Micro Fiction | Score: 5| Added: 27 Jan 2018

Cocktail Umbrellas and Garbage Bags, Fashion Empire

- Glad lady, inspector, a blond southern belle, no one can stop me from exacting my revenge. Over intense fiery thoughts I hear a yell. "Gill it's him" It's Recycling Man our arch nemesis. G-man an...

By: gillianleeza | Category: Micro Fiction | Score: 5| Added: 24 Jan 2018

The Garbage Man Tries To Save The Day

- Chaos. I just wanted snuggles. Everyone knew, any garbage man worth his weight in refuse, was a cuddler. But something wasn’t right. I smelled it. Then, just like the silent, noxious plume Rump reg...

By: Ping | Category: Micro Fiction | Score: 5| Added: 24 Jan 2018

The Inspector Debagged — Blonde Southern Belle Comes To The Rescue

- Sergeant, what are you doing with that orange bag over your head?  I told you to cuff them, not muck about!, And ... O my god, that woman’s hardly got a stitch on — cover her up with a black bag som...

By: KindOfHeart | Category: Micro Fiction | Score: 5| Added: 23 Jan 2018

Cocktail Umbrellas and Garbage Bags, The Inspector Arrives

- Looking closer, I realize who shambling man is. My ex, G, Garbageman. I should have known. He never could resist anything in polyethylene. I stand up, adjust my cocktail umbrella "dress", ready to ...

By: gillianleeza | Category: Micro Fiction | Score: 5| Added: 22 Jan 2018

The Garbage Man Cometh... And So Too Did The Inspector

- “Another drink, barkeep! No dust!” Rump giggled while mixing another. Bloody bugger’s up to something. My attention returns to my precious; she needs a low-density polyethylene changing. Luckily,...

By: Ping | Category: Micro Fiction | Score: 5| Added: 22 Jan 2018

The Government Inspector investigates Rump’s Bar

- ALRIGHT, QUIET EVERYBODY! No one is to leave — and that means you three. Names please. Ahem, it has been drawn to our attention that there has recently been some highly irregular behaviour in this ...

By: KindOfHeart | Category: Micro Fiction | Score: 5| Added: 22 Jan 2018

Inconsequential Garbage Man Nonsense For “Bags”

- Sashaying, (or should I say, sacheting?) back, Rumps is eerily quiet. Not a solitary belch marks my return. ”TRAADAAAAAAA!” I shout, twirling around the ‘exercise’ pole for maximum impact. Volumino...

By: Emx | Category: Micro Fiction | Score: 5| Added: 23 Jan 2018

Garbage Man Meets Garbage Bag Lady Continues...

- Poor dame was a hot, sweaty mess, like she's trying to make weight. I’d rung her bell, but she’d already lost the fight. Nerves even spilled her drink. Glad she dressed in low-density polyethylene...

By: Ping | Category: Micro Fiction | Score: 5| Added: 21 Jan 2018

Cocktail Umbrellas and Garbage Bags

- Head throbbing I open my eyes. "Why am I still in the bar?" I remember ordering a few non-virgin Hannahs. The table in front of me is covered in cocktail umbrellas. I look down aware that I am wear...

By: gillianleeza | Category: Micro Fiction | Score: 5| Added: 21 Jan 2018

Garbage Man Meets Garbage Bag Lady

- Rump’s was packed. Libations for everybody. Sanitation engineer by trade. She's dressed by Glad. Green. I needed to know. I had barkeep Rump send over an appletini. She glanced my way. I sashayed o...

By: Ping | Category: Micro Fiction | Score: 5| Added: 20 Jan 2018

Garbage Bag Lady Meets Garbage Man

- He was hot. In a sweaty way. Not that I could talk, I’d out perspired a horse in this ensemble hours ago.  “Who said I was nice?” I smirked, pulling an extra long neon pink straw from my French pla...

By: Emx | Category: Micro Fiction | Score: 5| Added: 20 Jan 2018