The Day I Outran a Turtle and Lost to a Bench
I was in the park, minding my own business, which is rare, because my business usually minds me first. A turtle passed me. I sped up to restore my dignity, but somehow he kept...
Category: Humoropedia.com Short Stories
What if a typewriter bit a banana and remembered pages it never wrote? This is Humoropedia.com Short Stories, where plot wears roller skates indoors.
These aren’t stories. These are short stories with jet lag and excellent posture.
Characters don’t develop; they melt like Terminator made of cheese. Motives arrive by bus, then refuse to get off. Twists appear wearing name tags they stole from the future.
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Keep scrolling. New short stories drop on an irregular basis; some make sense, most make photocopies of lightning, and the commas are almost always haunted.
Why My Neighbor’s Canoe Still Thinks It’s a Chair
I once spent twenty minutes trying to plug my toaster into a potato. It didn’t work, but the potato seemed grateful for the attention. That potato reminded me of my neighbor’s canoe, which he...
Cam Little and the Day the Goalposts Wandered Off to Join the Circus
It began, as most perfectly unreasonable days do, with a weather forecast that predicted “a 78% chance of philosophical confusion.” Cam Little—placekicker extraordinaire, holder of the highest field goal percentage in Arkansas history, and...
Wednesday Cast and the Mystery of the Disappearing Thursdays
It began on a damp Tuesday that swore it was Monday. The Wednesday cast had gathered in an abandoned Romanian post office that Tim Burton insisted was “the perfect place to discuss continuity errors.”...
The Day a Pudgy Penguin Sold Me a Lawn Mower
It began in the broom museum of Iowa, where I had gone to escape responsibility and dust allergies. I was admiring a 1923 corn-bristle model when a small, round penguin waddled up and handed...
The Wolf Haircut That Ate My Afternoon — And Possibly the World
I was minding my own business, trying to remember if soup counts as a hobby, when I saw it — the wolf haircut. It was on a stranger in the coffee shop, but it...
The Day Artificial General Intelligence Forgot Math but Remembered Pickles
I was in the middle of buttering a cucumber when the sheriff came running through the window. Not the door — the window. That’s how I knew it was urgent. “Lemuel,” he said, panting,...
The Dragon Who Became Human But Forgot Why
I met a man in a broom museum in Iowa. He was sweeping the floor with reverence, like it was a religious ceremony. I asked him, “Do you work here?” He said, “No. I...
The Man Who Invented Time, Then Forgot Where He Put It
Back in the year 1842-and-three-quarters, in a town so small the map refused to admit it, lived Jedediah Plum—who once claimed to have invented Time. I don’t mean clocks. I mean Time itself. The...
The Day the Town Elected an Emotional Weathervane with Anger Management Issues
In the town of Persimmon Junction, democracy worked less like a system and more like a dare. When the mayor died of boredom during a ribbon-cutting, a special election was held. Seven people ran:...
