Finished Folds (1—20)
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1Prufrock jumped at the chance. He was done with whores so he might as well get a wife. He bravely bit into a large peach.
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2died of a conniption. The winner was Augie from accounting, on the second floor. He had bet on conniption fit. Nobody mourned her but one guy was happy she had died to the tune of
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0haul the dirty pollywog," he shouted, "but only after he cleans up this vomitus on the quarterdeck." Nobody questioned the Bosun as even as the captain didn't know a thing about it
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1street dealing Three card Monty. Thomas the fox was a fox when it came to finance. He could glean the profit from a losing proposition.
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3in AI enhanced nano-machines to do his bidding. Which was to infiltrate
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0They cowboyed the place with extreme prejudice. They were mostly interested in sending a message that they were not to be trifled with again. The body count was just icing on the c
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2from each of us, for sure. Each with a pound of flesh to get out of him. Each with their own private reason to hate him. They lined up around the block at the chance to see him in
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3the curtain moved levers, squeezed gas bags, and switched switches with abandon. He felt consternation at having been seen behind the curtain. It was really him instigating these
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1ideas vis a vis bondage gear. Then a high ear piercing sine wave started bellowing its message subliminally of Solidarity with the working men and women that make up our workforce.
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1my real husband's co-ed de jour were getting knowledgeable of each other's anatomy. That was too much to take on top of the divorce talk. I shot them all with my Glock ten & lived.
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2town. South Central outskirts were another thing i let fall by the wayside. The people got fed up and clamored for a recall. It looked like the recall petition had more than enough
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1Poindexters. Glory to their might. Let us stand in awe at what they took from impossible to it just might. They all rejoiced and frolicked until the next terrorist attack.
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2"Good morning Pasadena. Today is Saturday March 30th 2024. Our top story this morning involves Voodoo in the barrios. It's 67 and partly sunny. Here's the forecast.
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2the menu a bit. Instead of perfectly spherical chickens in the stone soup we can substitute one Schrodinger's cat. Perfect for whatever level of dieting you are on. An inclination
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1"Have you considered unplugging it and then plugging it in again," was the suggestion Dr. Goodfeel got when he called Support. He looked at the VCR again. Then he found Time Set.
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8who can't burgle." I put the phone down as I realized I didn't have a phone in my padded room. That was ok, 911 would probably call back. "How," I asked myself, "without a phone?""
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1adult diapers are sending me conflicting messages. Why do I wish I had been ragged talons scraping on the ocean's sawdust covered floor? Because I can't take watching another comme
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4That went on for a few days. I was invited on Oprah. I said, "No thanks but I can give you a chicken for any potheads you know." Oprah's producer didn't appreciate me ribbing her.
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2consisted of stale pretzels with something resembling cheese. The drink options kept changing but it was ginger ale. How did David Lynch know that much about me for him to dream me
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3the marquee of the Unification Church across the street with the shades down. I had failed Home Economics because of my sewing. But there I was in my unitard with a PM on my chest.