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She
Eyes shining
she stares into the glass
washing away
her sins
thoughts
the act committed against her beliefs
trying to stop
but the desire burns
like a white hot flame
she tries
then gives in
the countless, faceless many
it kills her inside
to see what she has become
she asks for help
from whoever listens
the sky
the walls that close her in
her glass
but
no a... more

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noun, A pathological condition wherein an individual repeats a behavior over and over despite that individual's belief that the behavior is meaningless, without profit and "fewtile" (see dictionary)

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Child's Play

The afterlife of master chef Julia Child is chronicled in this tasty, yet lethal story of woe. Was she in Hell, or New Jersey? You be the judge.

The aging Julia Child no longer wished to play in the kitchen, but rather Line written by: Kerry A. Lowdenispanz
Posted on: August 11, 2006
  to meditate in order to find her inner child which would Line written by: Mike Eestersbig
Posted on: August 14, 2006
  finally slap some sense into her. "Om," said Julia as she meditated on a Mediterranean olive loaf. Line written by: Woab
Posted on: August 14, 2006
  She was peaceful as a pickle until her serenity was disturbed, as if by an electric mixer mixing her Line written by: Finn Girfood
Posted on: August 24, 2006
  emotions to the consistency of a fine relish, making her feel somewhat dill. She knew, however that Line written by: Annie Nonnie Muss
Posted on: August 25, 2006
  since she was deceased, many of the laws of life no-longer applied. Line written by: Duddy Krabwich
Posted on: August 27, 2006
  So she climbed into the deep-freeze with her old friend Mr. Frozen Chicken. Line written by: Blue
Posted on: August 30, 2006
  "Mr. Frozen Chicken, I believe that Miss Trout here has something to say to you," said Julia. Line written by: Hannah
Posted on: August 31, 2006
  "No, no... it's not important," said the passive-agressive trout. Line written by: Woab
Posted on: September 2, 2006
  "what is important," he continued, "is that you thaw out the Line written by: Big Ben Parlourmint
Posted on: September 2, 2006
  North Pole and use the resultant water to poach the eggs." Julia nodded sagely at this advice, but Line written by: The Penguin
Posted on: September 12, 2006
  secretly she intended to use gin. Julia was an alcoholic, and Mr. Chicken's cures had failed, such as Line written by: Darren
Posted on: September 14, 2006
  piling small stones on top of Dolly's chest which had Line written by: Hal E. Toesis
Posted on: September 21, 2006
  been warmed and now soothed her aching muscles. "Ahhh," said Dolly, "I feel like singin'..." Line written by: Polly
Posted on: September 26, 2006
  Mr. Frozen Chicken looked on in disapproval. "Don't sing," he ordered, and Dolly, reluctantly, Line written by: Darren
Posted on: September 26, 2006
  threw her padded bra into the fire, causing Line written by: Werner Schnitzel
Posted on: September 27, 2006
  deadly fumes which still hang over Newark, NJ. It was things like this that made Miss trout glad that Line written by: Edmond
Posted on: September 29, 2006
  she never drank the tap water all those years she lived in NJ. Unfortunately, however, she did drink Line written by: Tess Tinuntutree
Posted on: October 4, 2006
  the cooking sherry and had to ask Jacques Pepin to prop her up at the counter. Line written by: froufrou
Posted on: October 4, 2006
  All was going well until Dolly's bra strap exploded causing Line written by: Gene Poole
Posted on: October 4, 2006
  every dog within 100 meters to go deaf, except for one lucky poodle who was wearing earplugs. However Line written by: Moriarty
Posted on: October 6, 2006
  he was not that lucky, as he could not seem to get the earplugs out. Line written by: spandex
Posted on: October 6, 2006
  "Right, that does it", he muttered to himself, reaching into his backpack for his laser pistol Line written by: Johnny Awol
Posted on: October 7, 2006
  which had turned into a chipolata sausage. Nonetheless, he tried to pull its trigger, but it simply Line written by: Darren
Posted on: October 16, 2006
  vanished into thin air, for alas the land of the dead has no use for weapons or tasty snacks. Line written by: Woab
Posted on: October 19, 2006
 
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