Where's Waffletown or Is It Waffle Town

Where is it, Help me find it

Power's Out Again

Lookin' like them Jasper boys done tried to run too many saws at once, and I told 'em, and now we got the power out. And who's gonna have to go down the holler tell them Jasper boys but me, and as I said I'm the one told 'em. And who else? Who else but Merle? Boys ain't fit to use a saw, I told 'em at the head office.

- Merle (head engineer)

Thank You for Your Support

The Waffle Town Historical Society wishes to extend its thanks to all who donated in its recent fundraiser. Unfortunately, the pile of donation money was accidentally left out in the rain, causing it to washed into a storm drain and assumed permanently lost. Demolition of the historic clock tower will continue as planned, making room for a paid public toilet.

In the Barn

Despite what the farmer thought he heard, there was nobody in the barn tonight. The cows were alone; they had no visitor, human or otherwise. The farmer went to bed ready for uneasy dreams. His wife, absorbed in her knitting, thought briefly of their son. He was born with a deformity, the kind which, not a century ago, would provoke his parents, if not the entire community, to leave him to the elements. The doctors did what they could at the time, and though his scars were mostly faded, his left eye still drooped. He moved to Cruncher Hill, married, and started a family. None of his children knew what he used to be.