- About Cadbury Fife
- Cadbury’s Detective Agency
- Cadbury’s Super Adventures of Daily Living
- Cadbury’s Sociological Analytics Club
- Cadbury’s Detritus Dump
- Cadmium’s Poetic Funpark of Despair
- The Archives
- The Case Of The Missing Self
- 1: The appointment, so called
- 2: Please do not take a seat
- 3: Squander my solitude with your presence
- 4: A troubled woman in a dirty window
- 5: The ratatat madness of human affairs
- 6: All runners secretly feel like criminals
- 7: Only Cadbury Fife can solve your case backwards
- 8: Some type of high-society circus clown
- 9: The fascinating stupidity of humans
- 10: A silent killer with a feather duster
- 11: People are toxic to the human condition
- 12: The warm heartless shoulders of the world
- 13: The Moth Epidemic in the East
- 14: The tragic outcome of our continued existence
- 15: Contemplating murder or suicide
- 16: The Terms of Cadbury’s Detective Agency
- 17: Relationships for the underslime
- 18: The ultimate act of dance destruction
- 19: A beautiful man with bountiful brain-bosoms
- 20: Coming from an axis of dementia
- 21: Juggle all the world’s detritus
- 22: To be associated with pleasure, perchance it may offer something good
- 23: To vaporize, vanish, blink out like a black light in the void of the night
- 24: Like projectile life through the narrowing tunnel of existence
- 25: Burrowed into its bamboozling heart
- 26: It was the Detection Party
- 27: More frustrating than a bottle of frustration pills
- 28: A lot of squirming in the room
- 29: Pulling wet, wriggling desires from the depths
- 30: The problem with Modern, Historic, and Ancient Detectives
- 31: Sorry for moving quickly, people, but there’s no time for this
- 32: Ego bubbles, designed to give you boners of the head
- 33: A hard demonic presence in between layers of silken skin and cloth
- 34: The presumably depraved monster-gentleman
- The Case Of The Missing Self
Box of Fife
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Author Archives: Cadbury Fife
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