<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-688504514981615102</id><updated>2024-09-19T05:23:43.921-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Twisted Story Teller</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedstoryteller.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/688504514981615102/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedstoryteller.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Holly Elizabeth-Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07240569391324375791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>3</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-688504514981615102.post-4262836267683182847</id><published>2008-04-21T21:38:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T21:42:08.587-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Blue Gummy Bear</title><summary type="text">Have you ever stopped to look at the Gummy Bear before you shove it, and several others, into your mouth? The tiny gummy feathers are quite detailed. Take a moment to look at the bag of half-eaten candy. It is quite colorful. It does not matter what brand you are currently munching away on, you will never find a blue gummy bear. The smaller companies who have dared to suggest adding a blue bear </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedstoryteller.blogspot.com/feeds/4262836267683182847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/688504514981615102/4262836267683182847' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/688504514981615102/posts/default/4262836267683182847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/688504514981615102/posts/default/4262836267683182847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedstoryteller.blogspot.com/2008/04/blue-gummy-bear.html' title='The Blue Gummy Bear'/><author><name>Holly Elizabeth-Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07240569391324375791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-688504514981615102.post-5622325892790713426</id><published>2008-04-19T18:21:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T19:00:28.795-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Life of an STD</title><summary type="text">My name is Chlamydia. My sisters and mother also are named Chlamydia. My nickname is Clap, although I am not sure exactly how I got it. I was born in the usual way. My mother became a Mother-Cell and constantly grew and divided to create me and my sisters. Nobody is quite sure where the first Mother-Cell came from.   We stayed with Mom until we had enough strength stored up to leave home. That is</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedstoryteller.blogspot.com/feeds/5622325892790713426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/688504514981615102/5622325892790713426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/688504514981615102/posts/default/5622325892790713426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/688504514981615102/posts/default/5622325892790713426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedstoryteller.blogspot.com/2008/04/life-of-std.html' title='The Life of an STD'/><author><name>Holly Elizabeth-Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07240569391324375791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-688504514981615102.post-3888992270617528185</id><published>2008-04-19T16:10:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T17:46:09.705-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Coaster Crash of 2014</title><summary type="text">I have spent so many hours with a therapist, trying to rid myself of the nightmares. Sometimes in the silence I hear screams. When a breeze brushes a branch of a tree against the house, I flinch, remembering splinters of wood flying everywhere. There are times when the small scar on my jaw aches like a bleeding wound. Perhaps I have gone crazy. I have asked my doctors this very question many </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedstoryteller.blogspot.com/feeds/3888992270617528185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/688504514981615102/3888992270617528185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/688504514981615102/posts/default/3888992270617528185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/688504514981615102/posts/default/3888992270617528185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedstoryteller.blogspot.com/2008/04/coaster-crash-of-2014.html' title='The Coaster Crash of 2014'/><author><name>Holly Elizabeth-Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07240569391324375791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>