Where Angels Fear
1 min readApr 23, 2018

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Alright there, Aura?

As you won’t let me ‘knob’ you unless I pay you, I can’t submit to this week’s prompt of ‘shovel’ … which is a shame really, as I’ve got a sweet punchline.

Instead, therefore, I challenge you you to write the story that precedes it …

Women — can’t live with ’em; can’t hit ’em with a shovel.

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Where Angels Fear

There he goes. One of God's own prototypes. A high-powered mutant of some kind never even considered for mass production. Too weird to live and too rare to die.