AN OLD JOKE
By Gareth Lyn Powell
A Mare Inebrium story
The man was drunk when he came in. He ordered a
beer and pulled a stool up to the bar. He had a neural parasite stuck to his
head, its tentacles wedged deep into his brain.
'Ugh,' said Trixie, the barmaid. 'Where'd you pick that up?'
The parasite looked down.
'The bar next door,' it said.