Grazie for choosing our istituzione fine in which to dine this notte calda di agosto.
Hope You're Hungry!
Please select from the many courses we have for this evening's array, always made from the finest and freshest* of ingredients.
*We are an ecological friendly company and use Organic when possible.
A yummy little visual nibble from Mr.Cartwright.
Trough a haze of smoke, Ms. Keach delivers a devilishly delish hors d'oeuvre from "The Bowels of the Couch." All I gotta say is, it would be one hell of a garage sale...
If you crave a coastal confection, please dive right into Mlle. La Barbera's colorful canard. C'mon now, step right up and look long into "The Depths."
As a final appetizer, we offer something a bit lighter, perhaps a vanilla latté, to clear the palate with a delightful swish. Sip of Ms. Vaughn's "Manifest Destiny" for a jittery jaunt across the booby-trapped byways of America's heartland.
If there are 69 flavors of paranoia, I confess this must be the notorious 39th step... Mr. Kechula didn't let this one go to the birds; instead, he kept us spellbound with a psycho feeding frenzy sure to induce a sense of vertigo and high anxiety in the wrong man. Without a shadow of a doubt, this one is best viewed from the rear window...
69FoP would like to take this moment to introduce our new playmate, Ms. Perotto, making this editorship a ménage à trios. Lucky us! We're happy to pop her publishing cherry, too, with a sweet slice of "Drawing Conclusions."
de Maupassant M. de Maupassant makes a return from the grave--much like 69FoP, eh, kiddies?--with this classic conte de la terreur, "The Diary of a Madman." Paranoid thought of the day: A full century later, this story is more current than ever...
"The Thing in the Attic" approached Mr. Hose one desperate night, as he was slowly dying behind the keyboard. Fortunately, the 69FoP Alumni got past the dark side of reality to produce this moody morsel...
Well, copiii mei, you might want to thank Mr. Wilson for ignoring Dennis long enough to bring our attention to a real neighborhood menace, "The Blajini Next Door." To borrow from the poet, "Realitatea este pur si simplu nu exista, ea trebuie sa fie cautat si a cistigat."
With open, rotted arms we welcome back 69FoP Alumni, Mr. Goldman, who published with us back in the tossed-salad days. This evening, he invites us to grab a Boston Globe and a tall glass of paranoia as he sends us "Six Ways From Sunday."
It's hard to believe the lovely Ms. Coelho would introduce us to "The Hunter of Urbania" in this uncomfortable offering. Just one question: Red wine, or white?
Oh my, kiddies! Mr. Barker has prepared a very unsettling morsel tonight. Tempted though you may be to take a stroll through the neighborhood after such a fine feast, you just might find yourself too paranoid, as you come realize there is "No Dragonslayer in Sight."
Minasan konnichi wa. Please slip your shoes off as you step inside to meet the "Women of Straw," former residents of Mr. Hemmings' mind...now occupants of yours. Just remember, kiddies: Noosumookingu!
As editor of 69FoP, Mr. Foreman searched long and hard through his archive of abominations for that perfect tale to titillate the tastebuds. Just watch your step--you're standing next to "The Edge of the World."
Mr. Pletzers has assembled this bittersweet Australian ambrosia and submitted it for your approval. Grab your passport to the paranoid, check your bags at the gate, and join the hunt for "Luki."