All posts by Jai Murugan
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(City)
So my cousin phones me up all panicky. She has to come to the city for a specialist appointment and there’s been another murder in...
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(Safe)
“Out!” yelled Blindy, as I slid home. I never understood how my imaginary ump could be so darned incompetent. Just once you’d think he’d get...
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(talk)
Some of my former imaginary friends and enemies could speak. They had squeaky voices from dry air, insensitivity toward my feelings, and clouds of confusion...
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Hull
Cussing was only habitual for this individual for about a year – something about adolescence and limits. As soon as a curvy girl in a...
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(Brew)
Now oft outlawed but once prevalent initiation rites, whether it is to a cult, a school, a sorority, a not-so-secret secret service organization, or a...
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(Slay)
The inner demons of man hide in the corners of the head the way bits of digested food cling to the corners of the bowel....
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(Bunk)
My first encounter with a bunk bed was a triple at Uncle Elliot’s summer cabin on a stinky lake with a colorful brown nickname. All...
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(Hype)
I swear, you could take any topic or item at all, put it in the proper affluent unethical hands and the sheep consumer will go...
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(Skim)
The days of the scenic and unique mixed farm are gone. No one ceptin’ robotic corporations with oodles of cash even deal in milk. Robots...
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(Amen)
At some point in our lives we begin to ponder – about the same time as trouble starts. For about six years, maybe more, I...
Jai Murugan - Four Letter Words
Humour is funny, (pun intended) in that it is so personal. One person's joke is another's insult, and all that. So I write for the Art of a Chuckle.
