The Big Stupid Review
- Mawlawchee
- By Ben Drinen
- I used to know this guy from Altoona. Said his name was Mawlawchee. When he told me that his name was Mawlawchee, I said to him "Mawlawchee, what the hell kinda name is that?" He said he didn't know what kind of name it was, but that most of his family was Italian. I asked him "Is that an Italian name then or what?" He said he didn't know that either. "Spell that shit," I said to Malawchee. "M-A-L-A-C-H-I, Mawlawchee," he said to me, and I just started laughing my ass off right there in a dive bar in downtown Philadelphia. more...
- Successful P's
- By Chris Vaughan
- A list of fabric conditioners, bio-agreeable … Everyone’s a winner in advertising. I was told this on my first day and everyday since.
Fabric Conditioner is now our number one concern. Think, think. The word should sound as soft as the product, or as hard. Crisp. Like crisp. more...
- Excerpt from Dear Vito
- By Mickey Z.
- I performed my first miracle on the Q101 bus. more...
- As the Song Goes
- By Ryan McBride
- The broken pavement in this alley is rough and cold; I'm wearing ballet flats and I jump every time a car's headlights throw our shadows against the brick wall. We're out behind the Ralphs in West Hills, a town which is basically the hemorrhoid of LA. I'm with my friend Stacy, and this girl Natasha, who's leaning against a big metal dumpster like she's done this before, in black tights and a Nausea shirt. We're here to meet Jamie, Nat's dealer, and trying not to feel too ‘sketched out'. more...
- Menage a Deux
- By Hugh Fox
- Three children, ten, eight and three, and she'd especially-especially liked him because of, let's not call it "feminineness," but "comprehensive visionaryness," like understanding, "So you've got a Ph.D. in Radiation Theory, Therapy, Whatever…the kids are more important than anything else. I mean I'll do my part, but I love it when it's Mom-centered, even now, you're only thirty-three, you'll have plenty of time for a career later, or you might even go into your other Monet-Matisse Self and start painting. William Carlos Williams was an M.D. You know…" more...
- Maybe I'm Stupid
- By Steven Schutzman
- Waking up at ten in the morning in a clean, sunny attic should've told me I wasn't in jail anymore. The quiet and the warm sun and the fresh sheets and the flowers and M&M's on the table and wine bottles and ribbons on the floor… more...
- Americans vs. Aneurysms
- By Eli Richardson
- A crisis in 33 100-word stories: Uninsured thirty-somethings grapple with rent, the man, raising a kid, and brain surgery. more...
- Application For The Chaparral Writers Society
- By John-Ivan Palmer
- I went into a flower shop and took a piss in a vase of roses and some motherfucker tried to stop me. I kicked him in the nuts, then sheared off his beard and told him to have a nice day. more...
