She sensed that he was alone by the way he

She sensed that he was alone by the way he stirred his drink, and the huge sky blue vampire cape he'd worn. Nobody'd told him it was a costume party, because it wasn't. This was
clearly a Nosferatu out for a night on the town alone. Perhaps he was seeking prey... or company. Emboldened by the whiskey taking effect, she saundered over to the vampire and
showed him the coupon book he purchased from the local YMCA. They could get an entree from Long John Silvers and get a second entree of equal value or less for free. They smiled
because they knew October was all you can eat panko grouper month.
The smell of fish was think in the air and could be noticed three counties away. It drew tourists and it drew
scientists of every kind. It was a poor old physician, however, who discovered the true source of the odor.
Dr. Phil, an aged man, was not well liked by his co-workers but loved by the new wave self-help crowd. It is unlikely that he has the knowledge needed to rid the area of this
moral complacency that it was currently plagued by, but phil the pill as he had become known to his inner circle had a cunning plan, he was going to put the next batch of his most
diabolical hot sauce into a pill form. This way, the burn would not affect his victim's tastebuds. The capsaicin would be directly applied to the lining of the stomach, causing
him to die an excrutiating death, while not spoiling his enjoyment of his dinner. But then our hero was always known for his considerate nature.

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