[Felix Foley sits on the stage of his former funhouse, his legs dangling off the edge. Behind him sit the puppets he’s recently neglected. He looks out into the audience, which is us.] [Felix Foley] I blame myself. That sounds … Read More
My Daddy Told Me
[Felix Foley watches as his mother leaves the room. His emotions are running high. Every thought and feeling he’d buried for the last twenty years comes rushing back at breakneck pace.] [Doom stands behind him silently.] “I remember one of … Read More
The Stables
[It always worries me when Doom takes me places. I didn’t want to go to the Racetrack and now he’s taking me to see the injured horsey’s. I’m just glad that I get to see them being looked after. That … Read More
Rise of the Spartan
[Years Ago..] “I won, I won!” [My excitement was infectious.] “Mom, I did it!” [My mom stumbled out of the pantry holding bread, her eyes black and bloodshot. Her withered smile trembled falsely in my direction, pursing her split lip.] … Read More
Proper-tea, Part II
[Felix Foley moves into position, taking over in front of the counter and in front of DOOM, who awaits his perfect cup of tea.] [Felix Foley] Welcome to tea with Felix Foley. Hey! That rhymes! [DOOM looks at him with … Read More
Daddy Issues
[Felix Foley] Welcome.. to NXT Level.. is Foley! [Felix Foley] Next week, the Ayatolla of Rock n’ Rolla heads into the boiler room, searching for some jackass called Victor Broom. I shouldn’t be surprised, should I? If I was searching … Read More
The Advert
[A news paper in hand, I’m reading the advertisements.] [Felix Foley] “Ah ha!” [I almost jump for joy.] “I’ve found it!” [Doom folds his arms.] [DOOM] “Do you really think this is necessary?” [He complains. He’s always complaining, isn’t he?] … Read More


