The Weird Crap is a weekly publication featuring Alarmingly Strange Stories, Bizarre Columns, Memes and Comics!

Strange Stories

  • Zeep In The City
    -Sci-Fi – 3 Pages – Package runner Alpha One-Six, nicknamed `Zeep’ to endear him to Joe Public and his slobbering troglodyte family, had only been distracted for four hundredths of a second. But in that time, he’d somehow managed to collide with a stationary object; unwittingly knocking out his GPS, comm-link, and access to the…
  • In Green, Remembered
    I awoke knowing the link had been severed.  Tears stung my cheeks as I yanked the blankets off my body and stumbled out of bed, feeling sick and disoriented.                By the time I made it to the bathroom sink in anticipation of throwing up my late night trip to Taco Bell, the feeling had thankfully…
  • Ziontology
    By Mikel Davis “You slimy sack of fish shit!” Deputy Ploggard slammed his hairy fist down onto the grey metal table which separated the two men. His hand landed with such force that it left a fist-shaped dent in the middle of the table. The noise which followed echoed off…
  • “The New Job” by Rance Treakle
    [A Halloween Special from the 2003 Archives] I thought the devil was red and had a tail. I had braced myself for His appearance, His style, even His odor if need be. So what happens when I call Him? He shows up at my door in a three-piece suit, looking like a successful businessman. OK,…

Columns

  • The Thieves of Time
    I know it’s been a few years now since I bitched about the time change but with all the recent rigamarole I figured it’s about time to start bitching again.  I can only lament that I don’t have my dear friend Schmelnoz the Incomprehensible around this time to chime in on the matter, though I…
  • The Journey To HR, Part 121!
    For a week he burned. We milled around the office, just watching him shriek and hop around as he burned and burned some more. Other than the burning, nothing else happened. After the week went by, we began spitting on him. Soon, the flames disappeared and Bob stopped his shrieking and hopping. Without a word,…
  • Broken Promises…
    By Bob SenitramJust some guy to tends to be at the wrong place at the wrong time…. I know someone out there must be wondering, “What’s the REAL Bob Senitram like?” Hell, I don’t know myself. But I figure I’ll share a little bit and if you’re curious, you’ll get the gist of it… I’ve…
  • Ask The Spamrider
    So Bob has brought out the whip again and threatened to give me 39 lashes if I didn’t go through the dozen or so bags of fan mail that have been piling up and pick out some letters to write another Ask The Spamrider column.  I asked him why he wouldn’t just give me 40…

Memes

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Comics

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Random Strange Stories

  • History of a Hot Sauce: The mysterious Origins of Wassabassco

    by R. Andrew Heidel and William Morton Our recipe, and Kiki’s lineage, begins in Japan during the waning years of the Edo era when the Tokugawa Shogunate commissioned the Sushi Sensei to discover a wasabi hot enough for the emperor himself. After many years on his dangerous quest, the Sushi Sensei discovered a pure strain…

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  • Witches of Rascar Pablo: Part III

    Witches of Rascar Pablo: Part IIIBy Kristopher LawrenceEdited by Gao Rong Chapter 10: Katatòn Y en cuanto a los que se encuentranbajo la luna de Kataton,Evadan la exaltación,y tengan cuidado con el quetzlcoatlus. And concerning those who find themselvesbeneath the Katatonian moon,Evade the exaltation,and beware the quetzalcoatlus. ∞ : ∞ @# ijđæ, ĦǮ ∞, ЊҨ…

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  • Racing With The Moon

    -Strange – 14 Pages – As she opened the door, it was like entering a crypt sealed to life. The smell of death permeated her nostrils. The thick dust, was like snow piling up from a storm. Petrified cake lay where the boy had left it. Darkness, death and dust where everywhere. On the table,…

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  • The Goddam Ginsu Knife

    He never liked the Ginsu Knife. It kept looking at him. Actually, it was his own reflected image in the knife that would stare back at him as he crept warily by, but the knife had a strange way of twisting and distorting the reflection until it bore little resemblance to the man who had…

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Random Columns From Years Gone By

  • The Journey To HR, Part 65!

    “WHAT’S IN THE BOOOOOOOOOOX!” I screamed again, maybe hoping for an answer from HR. There wasn’t any. I opened the box. I did not look in the box. I squatted over the box. I pooped in the box. I found a leaf and wiped myself clean. I got up and closed the box. Again, I…

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  • The Shower

    So I did it. I bloody well pulled it off. I catered my very first bridal shower. After weeks of planning, careful and otherwise, and two hectic days of preparing food, it is all over, and furthermore I am still alive to relay the not very thrilling account.. The invitation stated, “Victorian inspired English tea…

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  • Day Two Of The Trip You Could Care Less About

    Porcupine Tree—Fear of a Blank Planet MoTW—The Prestige Day two and we're up bright and early, ready for the Rock And Roll Hallof Fame in Cleveland, OH. Got there about an hour before they opened, so we found nearby parkingfor $10 and headed to the wharf. Past the Coast Guard base we went and, luckily,…

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  • Fool me once, shame on you, fool me twice and I won’t get fooled again.

    Bob on Twitter!Or just Ask Bob a question already.   Michelle from Little Rocks asks:So what’s all this about tax cuts? Dear Michelle,Your question reminds me of the time I tried to ice skate on an air hockey table. Seemed like a good idea, but I should have anticipated that those skinny wooden peg legs…

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  • My Exposed Adventure in the Forbidden Time Zone

    “I was told the following should never be exposed. The forbidden time zone is not to be trifled with. Or, at least, that’s what they said. But here I am. Writing it down, so I guess I’ll take my chances. When I woke up, it wasn’t like any normal waking. It was as if my…

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