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Head of the Humpback
By Timothy Inklebarger
The wind was blowing hard that day, my friends. The stench raised my breakfast into my esophagus. But I hacked away furiously at the putrid flesh of the great beast. I was angry in my knifework.Posted on April 12, 2006
The Sporting Life
By Timothy Inklebarger
The Alaska governor wanted to shoot wolves from helicopters.Posted on March 25, 2006
Kmart & Me
Did I mention there is no road out?Posted on February 24, 2006
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