(Complete) The world around me was telling me to vote, and who to vote for. I. myself, was not informed enough to warrant a vote. God Bless America. We need it.

(Complete) A co-worker of Bud E. Ice's passes away. He barely knows the man but still attends the funeral, for whatever reason. It puts certain things into perspective.

(Complete) [WARNING: SEXUALLY EXPLICIT] Banging a milf had always been on Bud E. Ice's fucket list. But how well would he actually handle it if given the opportunity? Read and find out. Or don't. Who the fuck cares? P.S. No cheeks were harmed during the making of this shitty, shallow story.

(Complete) What lengths will the struggling writer go to in order to profit from his art? Ahhh, the cost of being a sell-out.

(Complete) Bud E. Ice is hanging out with a girl and she's needs to cop some speed. He begrudgingly tags along. Bud then ends up having to play Monopoly with her and the drug dealer. They're called board games for a reason, he was indeed bored.

(Complete) Bud E. Ice wakes up hungover and has to help out a friend, due to a beer debt. Meanwhile, love is in the air.

(COMPLETE): Bud E. Ice goes to his friend Jerney's house to buy weed. Once he gets there he sees that her and her friend, Gretchen, are painting protest signs. Gretchen was fired from her job at Dairy Queen, allegedly, for being a lesbian. They plan on going down there to picket the injustice. Bud E. Ice's indifferent curiosity forces him to tag along for the fun.

(COMPLETE) It's Halloween, and Bud E. Ice just found out that day. He's unemployed, therefore the calendar is virtually nonexistent. Per usual, Jerney is able to use alcohol as a means of getting Bud to attend a costume party with her. But these aren't your everyday costumes. The name of the game? Who can wear the most "offensive" costume.

(ONGOING) If 1967 was the summer of love, than '77 was the summer of hate. Three friends try and adapt to their fledgling community while simultaneously trying to find their place in the world. Anything beyond breathing is luxury. How will they survive the confines of their concrete jungle? Especially when they're STRAPPED FOR CASH...