/authors/kimberley-witchey/Recent content in Kimberley Witchey on Gromet's Plaza ArchiveHugoen-usTue, 20 Dec 2011 00:00:00 +0000/stories/2011/12/20/fantasy/Tue, 20 Dec 2011 00:00:00 +0000/stories/2011/12/20/fantasy/<p>&ldquo;Crap! Nuthin&rsquo; to do &lsquo;round here.&rdquo;</p> <p>He got up off the couch and walked into the kitchen. &ldquo;Nothing to eat in here, nuthin&rsquo; in the fridge.&rdquo; he muttered as he slammed the door, causing some eggs to fly out of the egg rack inside the door. Opening the door to inspect the mess, he saw three broken yolks slowly dripping from the top rack. &ldquo;Damn it, fuck, shit&rdquo; he screamed as he repeatedly slammed the door again and again. Kicking the clothes on the floor as he tromped toward the living room, he continued cursing under his breath. &ldquo;What the fuck?&rdquo; he yelled as he plopped himself onto the couch. The T.V. remote was within reach of his hand. He grabbed it and started surfing the channels for something interesting to watch. Flipping past some cooking shows and Fishing with Bill Dance, he came across an old episode of Charlies&rsquo; Angels. &ldquo;All right, Farrah Fawcett, I&rsquo;d do her in a second.&rdquo;</p>