I Am Special By Jeff Stone Everyday when I was a kid my mother would tell me that I was special as I climbed aboard my very special little yellow bus that picked me up for school each morning. Ok that was a sick joke; sorry! Don’t call the ACLU. …
He Dies In The End By Jeff Stone A few years ago, I was hanging out with a friend. After a few moments another friend of ours showed up. She said she just got back from watching A particular movie – I’m purposely not revealing the identity of the movie. …
Once upon a time, I had an idea for a trick where you would take someone’s ABC gum and restore it to a piece of un-chewed gum. The trick was very cool, and the method workable, but you had to touch someone else’s gum, which is just tasteless, which happens …