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The Night The Orange Got Juiced “I’d like to sign up for the Navel Academy!” The thick rinded officer behind the desk barely looked up. “A little seed like you. You’d be pulp in about five minutes. We’re not running a produce stand here, kumquat. The door’s behind ya.” “I can do it, sir!” “I told you, bud, you don’t got what it . . .Continue the story…
Trip of a Lifetime Bindi pulled into Mindy’s driveway at 6:42 a.m., precisely twelve minutes later than she’d intended. It wasn’t her fault—her husband Teddy had insisted on giving her a good long hug before she left, murmuring about how much he’d miss her. Bindi suspected it was more about the unfettered access to . . .Continue the story…

The Night The Orange Got Juiced

“I’d like to sign up for the Navel Academy!”
The thick rinded officer behind the desk barely looked up. “A little seed like you. You’d be pulp in about five minutes. We’re not running a produce stand here, kumquat. The door’s behind ya.”
“I can do it, sir!”
“I told you, bud, you don’t got what it . . .Continue the story…

Trip of a Lifetime

Bindi pulled into Mindy’s driveway at 6:42 a.m., precisely twelve minutes later than she’d intended. It wasn’t her fault—her husband Teddy had insisted on giving her a good long hug before she left, murmuring about how much he’d miss her. Bindi suspected it was more about the unfettered access to . . .Continue the story…

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