Heya, Fiendlings. Sorry for the long bout of silence. In case you weren't paying attention to the last blog post, my site experience some technical difficulties. So for your patience, here's a brand new Fiends' tale for your ear-holes Be afraid. This one will destroy what's left of your childhood.


Written and performed by Paul Elard Cooley

This presentation is copyright 2010 by Paul Elard Cooley.

Intro music, "Tread On My Dreams" provided by the band "A Love For Enemies" available from Mevio's "Music Alley". Check it out at Mevio. Outro music provided by Nine Inch Nails from their album "Ghosts" via a Creative Commons License. Please visit their site. Visit for more free stories as well as my rant casts.

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I finally found some boy free time to listen to this. I got half way through before I had to pick him up from school. I had a terrible time explaining my fits of giggles after we got home when CB insisted we needed to watch Sesame Street. He has been pretending to be cookie monster and I am just dying! You rock!

What a great ride

Just got a change to listen to Stuffing. This one has legs. I really hope we get some continuing adventures here. This could be one marvelous perverted franchise. My favorite parts involved the way you read Elmo's lines. Pure butter. Nice job!

The Best

This is my new favorite childhood story breaker... You are so twisted

I try

to destroy your childhood one story at a time. I see I'm gaining ground. Thx for the comments, bro!

Weird and creepy

I've said before that toys really do come alive... and not in the cutesy Toy Story way... but rather in a horrific, murderous and creepy manner. Well done sir.

The Creepy

My wife has a large array of stuffed animals in the guest bedroom. Whenever I walk in there at night, I see those shoe-button or marble eyes and my skin crawls. It's interesting to me that what we find so comforting as children can seem so filled with malice later in our lives. Perhaps innocence really does die the day we stop cuddling our stuffed animals. And they're pissed about it.

Greetings from S Street!

Dear Fiendmaster, You have, once again wrecked my childhood memories! But keep up the great work! :) Best Wishes nilling

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