[Clipart] Sleepy

The Moon pulled the nightcap over his head, getting cozy and sinking into his favorite nook in the night sky. He looked down over the four corners of the Earth, sprawling out below him. Veins of light pulsed through the land, streaming out from the cities that outlined the shape of the continents.

“Good night, humans. Sleep tight! I hope you have a fun and exciting day tomorrow!” the Moon said.

He looked over to his pal the Sun, his luminous twin who rotated in tandem over the other half of the Earth. He gave his buddy a wave.

“I’ll see you in the morning, Sun! Keep up the good work!” Moon said.

[Clipart] TV in Trash

“God, I’m just so sick of the Man, man!” Aiden shouted into the uncaring void of his $1100-a-month downtown studio. “Consumerism is, like, destroying this planet, man! All these Kardashians and Trumps and shit, man! Like, I don’t even watch TV.”

Aiden eyed the 30” CRT that sat atop the cinder block shelf at the front of the room.

“Yeah. I never watch TV. In fact… I don’t even need a TV at all!”

Aiden walked over to the television, wrapped his arms around it, and heaved the 30 pound hunk of plastic and glass off of the shelf.

[Clipart] Frog Frog4

Frog: Frog4 was actually the fifth in his lineage. His father was not given a number next to his name. Frog: Frog1 was Frog: Frog4’s eldest sibling.

Frog: Frog was the first of his kind, a beauty of a specimen. His intelligence knew no bounds. The genetically enhanced frogs that came after him were equally smart, but had personalities that clashed with what the researchers wanted. After they, the test tube tadpoles, had hatched in the lab it was obvious that their creator would not be able to grow the world conquering amphibian army that she desired. Before reaching four weeks old, the new spawn of a thousand frogs stopped her schemes.

[Clipart] Itsy Bitsy Polka

She was afraid to come out of the locker. She was afraid that somebody would see. She was afraid to come out of the locker. She was afraid…

She was afraid.

[Clipart] Pig Piggie

Pig Piggie, the sow on McGregor’s farm, was happy in her life. Sure, she had had some ups and downs. Once, she had seen a little bit too much through the slats in the fence between her and the slaughteryard. For almost a week she squealed and screamed every time a human came near. Since then, she always stayed on the other side of the farmyard she was penned into. She never had to think about it if she didn’t want to even if it was always on the back of her mind.

[Clipart] Eat Drink Speak Think Feel

Eat Drink Speak Think Feel

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Emotions. Those things were a useless construct created by the patriarchy to control how we acted and reacted to events both within and without our control. Now they are useless. We have our base desires, but emotions are not any of them.

[Clipart] Gold Number 1

You are born, and you keep on winning.

You keep on winning and you get first place in everything you do. You’re the literal luckiest girl alive; training has nothing to do with it.

You keep on winning and you weren’t even going for gold. You were aiming for a participation award. Nothing that calls this much attention to you.

[Clipart] Two Little Girl Friends

 

Molly and Samantha were two little girl friends. They had been holding hands for a period of at least seven minutes by now and the onlookers gawked. It was a sight to behold, with Molly holding her doll, Samantha holding her basketball, and both of them holding each other’s hands.

An older woman with a mohawk walked up to the two little girl friends. “Wow,” she said. “I never thought I’d see the day that you two lovely girls would be about to be two little girl friends together like this. I’m so happy for you.”

[Clipart] Double Gold

You’ve earned it.

Ten points and a double gold award. You did everything you could at the relay races. You lapped everyone else in the game where you carry an egg on a spoon in your mouth across the field. In the three legged race you picked your partner up and carried her weight. You showed no fear when running and jumping onto a chair to pop a water balloon with your butt. Nothing could stop you.

[Clipart] Bad Idea

Matthieu had been awake for the past seventy nine hours. Staying up for that long had been a bad idea; he had an important meeting that he needed to go to today. The board budget meeting could honestly take care of itself, but as President and CEO of his company, Matthieu sort of needed to be there instead of just sending a representative again. It was bad form to send someone in his place to fifteen meetings in a row, and Matthieu was cutting it close.