Here at under the bleachers we believe in one thing it's always party time .
We want your best or worst in some cases as long as its fun and humorous we are down to publish it .
This is not a Ezine for political rants or preaching we want humorous work .
Poetry no limit on how many you can send we keep the editor locked up in the basement it gets lonely down there so send him some work won't you ?
We take short stories as well.
As long as its all in the name of fun and a goodtime feel free to shoot it our way .
Please send all work in word doc format or copy and pasted in the body of the email.
Include a short bio and a authors pic.
We will get to you fast so be ready to join the party .
This is the place where the lunatics run the asylum .
So no worries on offending anyone here .
Please send all submissions to
Please include in subject line UTB and your name .
Let the party begin .
See you under the bleachers .
Remember bring booze .
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