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Whatever direction you're coming at me from, just know, I'm a raw nerve chomping at the bit to sink my teeth into your hide for whatever the reason. No reason is the best reason!
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Just because I don't use those muscles very often doesn't mean that I've forgotten how to use them. I can very easily ramp them up for whatever you have in mind. Or maybe, whoever.
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The trick, as it always is, is to take that energy and use to do some of the heavy lifting. Sometimes, literal heavy lifting. Or at least, moving this filing cabinet closer to the
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Oh, the repeated stepping into the icy waters in the dark shtick was wearing thin too. I could well imagine the flesh solidifying without your parlor tricks to up the ante, thanks.
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Why at these high doses were we still in microdosing territory? The road signs that kept showing up pointing out the road not taken, exclusively, began to take their toll on my psy
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Suddenly the moment was all in my face demanding I made an ethical choice for it. So that it doesn't end up like just another wave sliding up the Embarcadero demonstrating wetness.
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The spider slid a printed copy of the memo across the table at me by using a bank shot off the minute taker’s water glass. I looked at it and nodded that I’d seen it before. Judge
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Like just now. I knew I was looking for something on the table. It was there, I knew. The first thing I saw was my black torch. I continued looking for what I was searching for.
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Sometimes, as soon as I know that I am looking for something, I'll start looking for it before I even know what it is that i am looking forward. It might be the first thing I see.
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points at Travis Bickle. The Trump crowd goes wild. The Trumpers around him start patting Travis on the back. Travis is wondering if Trump is talking to him. "You talking to me?"
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That there is a reaction is one thing. Is it the right action? Does it achieve a purpose? Should it? Every time that you press the red button you blow up. Does that mean the red
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Identity is the nexus that establishes the continuity that is personhood; a persistence of consciousness with duration sufficient for self-reflection. Instinct, if it falls short.
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I can only relate how it is from inside my skin, for me. The whole being inside a flesh tube absolutely has to be gotten over from the get go or we won't be getting any work done.
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the parrot! Every time I repeated under my breath, "Mittens is the dog, Rover is the cat," the damned parrot would sing "ninety-nine bottles of beer on the wall" just to
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couldn't see what he was stealing from the ghosts. He stole the ghost of Christmas Past's wallet and lost all of his spirit cash at the Casino of the Dead. "Dammit all to Heck!" he
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stifle him with her traditional dolphin ways, and he bit a chunk out of her dorsal fin. That tore it. She knew she had to leave Dan that very night. While he slept, she swan out
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"I got something she can research & develop, if you know what I mean." "That'll be enough of that kind of talk Mr. Shmuckatelli. The search party hasn't found anything on you yet."
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a moot exercise during the #metoo climate. I mean, between one junior executive to another junior executive, it sucks that our company fencing champ is a chick. Angela from R&D.
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"Who's fault is that? Yours. You're always running away from authentic experiences. I bet you're still a virgin IRL. Wait, here comes the big wave. Cover your 6. They like to burst
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thought of John McClane in a ventilation duct as a great idea for a Christmas tree ornament. Not life size, of course. Then the chimney's flue closed on Jimbo's boot. He was stuck.