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I can't write a simple sentence without breaking it. Observe. The hat in the cat sat flat.
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We were cast of of Eden because we had discovered that we were stronger than God. We had disobeyed the omnipotent, omniscient, First Cause. The fine print; we could escape the trap
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The sad hermits of Inspiration Point. And it came to pass that a bold rock was barring Cookalin from walking across the pasture. Being a canny cunt, Cookalin thought to challenge
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Before anyone knew it the protests, social unrest, and the death of the American Dream were streaming live on the book of face and on tick tock tick tock tick tock tick tock tick
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remained impassive watching the full 8 seasons of GOT at one get go. It went longer because the jurors started falling over dead. Darryl, in chains, suspected the Sand Serpents.
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I mean. We had heard all the stories about Terry. How he haunted the Oregon Trail. Terry hated farmers, settlers, carpetbaggers, Hoosiers, Sooners, Okies, and himself. But mostly
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I learned the hard way. I always have. Should I have known that my own crew was the epicenter of misery output? I already knew that. I didn't know it was because they hated me so
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"Oh, don't get carried away. I'm not that in love with it that I won't drop it if you keep poking at it." Neville realized he'd said something wrong when he woke up missing a lung.
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chicken-like being hardly seemed dazed. Not much. He weebled & wobbled a bit but it seemed to find it pleasurable. It made a pink furry purrr. We all heard it in our minds, not our
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My grandmother butchered my Grandpa, the butcher, with his own butcher knife. She walked out of their butcher shop on Bishop and sashayed across town to butcher the bitch crone. It
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dodo & wyvern earth & sky with au gratin with a caped crusader spritzer twister with a kiss from his sister's mister's mistress from a mattress in Cyprus while in corpus delicti.
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ham and a whole lot of bone. Sounds like we need a Super Pig. But where to get one at this time of the day? The question went out in all directions & to all interested parties & 13
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…, oh, … oh no no … no. I'm so sorry. Any last words for the Duchess?" "grdrl," Bigby said emphatically clutching at the fountain of blood where his throat used to be. "That all?"
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"Que." The cat-man didn't speak the Nord language enough to appreciate poor poetry in it. He was not sure if he should be seeing a threat or a chance for camaraderie? "What of the
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It had been a long time since KieferSkunk had tucked in his shirt. Or even tied his shoes. He had minions for that. He in turn provided them with a prized freezer of 1960 era TV di
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"Wait, wait, wait. Does this have to do with matriculating aevenista folders or whatever they are?", Rusty said, still trying to clean the rust off his poison dart frog.
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He went on: "In fact, Wincham is one of only a few cities to have its own Anti-Lad League, or ALL for short, which specifically seeks out and exiles all lads from the kingdom. You
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-ear a thing over the disco clowns having their rave next door. Stupid clowns with their rubber noses. His nerves weren't calming. He had to think of something else, or he'd
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"BUY OR DIE", it's right there on the sign on the wall. I will not tolerate browsing, window shopping, or scanning for future options. Get in, purchase, then get out. I want my
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soon his poor legs felt like they'd been fried, or sauteed with onions and garlic and a little extra-virgin olive oil. The harder the frog rode, the more delicious his legs became.