A smuggler, a robot, and an alien walked into a bar. The patrons thought it was a joke, but the trio was deadly serious. They were vigilant prohibitionists and selling unsanctioned libations was against their code and therefore no laughing matter.
Vignettes, six word stories, experimental poetry, words typed in a haphazard order.
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