Rish here. So, about a year ago, I challenged Big to write a story based on the premise of "evil floormats," based on a Facebook Marketplace listing I saw for some mats that were "Gently used." You may not believe me now, but it struck me as very funny at the time.*
So, Big jumped on it, and quickly produced a story he titled "Pre-Owned" (with a truly creepy cover) about a dude named Clint that really needs to get rid of his car. That one can be found
RIGHT HERE.
A long time later, I wrote my own version (long-time listeners of our podcast will remember we refer to these as Broken Mirror Story Events), about a guy named Jesse, who discovers that his luck takes a turn for the worse when he picks up a pair of gently used floormats. My tale is called "Slightly Used, Mildly Cursed," and can be found at THIS LINK.
Check them out . . . what's the worst that could happen?
Note: I agonized over the title for this blogpost, trying to come up with a play on words involving Mats or Bats or Shats or Brats (I even considered "Mats All, Folks!"), and the best I could do was refer to a 1999 documentary called "Beyond The Mat." Sometimes beggars don't get to choose, kids.
*It may amaze you to hear, but people used to think it was funny when Steve Martin would say, "Well, excuuuuuuuuse me!" Yeah, they really did.
