<p>This is a message to the people in Hollywood making movies who either lost their balls, never had balls, or have their balls out on layaway somewhere while the movie studios come out with another remake, "reimagining," or re-somethingthatsucks. </p>
<p><img src="/files/u46/pic_3_year.jpg" width="420" height="560" /><em><br />(Repping KC Style—whatever that means)</em></p>
<p><em>(Hey folks. Here's part three of my short story, "Watch Out for the Banana." It's probably best to read part one and two first.)</em></p><p><a href="/blogs/casey-freeman/watch-out-for-banana-part-2-3">« Back to Part 2</a></p>
<p><em>(Hey folks. Here's part two of my short story, "Watch Out for the Banana." It's probably best to read part one first.) </em></p><p><a href="/blogs/casey-freeman/watch-out-for-banana-part-1-3">« Back to Part 1</a></p>
<p><em>(Hello faithful readers and folks looking for naked penis pictures! This is kc with another short story, in three parts. The next two parts are on their way. Enjoy! And tell your friends!)</em></p><p>"You ever stab anybody?" ET asks me, craning his long neck, staring at me with his wide eyes.</p><p>"Um, no."</p><p>"You ever been stabbed?"</p>
<p><em>(Here's some more of my short fiction, or PICtion. Enjoy the rest of this piece. You're the best -- kc.)</em></p><p><strong>Part 2 of 2</strong></p><p><a href="/blogs/casey-freeman/running-away">« Back to Part 1</a></p>
<p><em>(Howdy gang. This is another piece of short Points in Case fiction, or as I like to call it "PICtion." I hope you like it. Actually, I just hope you read it. Enjoy. You're the best -- kc) </em></p> <p><strong>Part 1 of 2</strong></p>
<p><em>AUTHOR'S NOTE: Hello dear fans, casual readers and pervs looking for semi-nude photos of Ashley Garmany. On your computer screen sits a three-part series of semi-short, semi-fiction and hopefully all-the-way funny story called "The Worst Smell Ever." I wrote this in about 90 minutes—an eon in KC Time. I hope you enjoy the change from penis jokes to something else.</em> </p>
<p><em>AUTHOR'S NOTE: Hello dear fans, casual readers and pervs looking for semi-nude photos of Ashley Garmany. On your computer screen sits a three-part series of semi-short, semi-fiction and hopefully all-the-way funny story called "The Worst Smell Ever." I drunkenly wrote this in about 90 minutes—an eon in KC Time. I hope you enjoy the change from penis jokes to something else.</em></p>
<p><em>AUTHOR'S NOTE: Hello dear fans, casual readers and pervs looking for semi-nude photos of Ashley Garmany. On your computer screen sits a three-part series of semi-short, semi-fiction and hopefully all-the-way funny story called "The Worst Smell Ever." I drunkenly wrote this in about 90 minutes—an eon in KC Time. I hope you enjoy the change from penis jokes to something else.</em></p>
<p>I used to think it was important to have a nemesis. You know, keep your friends close and your enemies closer. That was until I earned a true arch enemy.<br />
<p><img src="/files/u46/gold_bond_2.jpg" alt="" width="420" height="315" /><br /><em>(This is the stuff that gets me through the days and nights.)</em></p>