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The hideous salivating monster loomed before John, it's evil intent obvious. A strange thought occurred to John. Maybe the monsters just wanted a hug too! So, he opened his arms
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I mean, Aquaboy was a rubbish name. He was just a lad who loved to swim in the ocean, enjoying the aquatic wildlife, not some superhero sidekick. Or so he thought! That all changed
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Now, I'd never cooked before, but I'd watch Ratatouille 3 times. So, I was sure my goal of becoming a 5 star chef in France would be easy. I packed everything I'd need; clothes, ha
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he immediately recognised from his past. Not one of his voyeuristic conquests. No, this was the girl from summer camp who had started his obsession. That fateful camp where he'd
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"Thanks" the taxi driver said "I mean it's yellow, like every other cab in New York" he continued, clearly unsettled by my flirtations. Time to take a more direct approach. I
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Bowser smashed through the doors and skidded to a stop in the middle of the dance floor. Luigi spun to face him, the sequins of his salsa outfit glinting. Mario, sashay forward and
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Mrs. Beadangus continued to glare. " I don't care how old he is, you need to get the boy help!" Mrs Beadangus was clearly in another one of her moods. Just the other day she had
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John-Boy passed over the thermal lance, while Mary Ellen held the torch steady. It had been a long time since the Walton family had pulled a bank heist this audacious. It felt good
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the musical, was not the smash hit Broadway producer Jenny Jonas had hoped for. Numerous people had said a musical comedy based on The Killing Fields wouldn't work, but Jenny
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"I'm not sure how a Latvian Origami teacher is going to help with the issues I have with my mom!" replied John. "Don't be daft! LO doesn't stand for Latvian Origami, it stands for
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Is society past its prime? Will we be swept up in a wave of crime? Or could the stars all still align, and everything just turn out fine?
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had to sit down suddenly. How could he have been a pufferfish AGHFLEGHAGOO wondered. The idea is preposterous. But as AGHFLEGHAGOO it all began to make sense. That time when he'd
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sprang to the side of the room, whipping open the drapes to reveal a masked figure. "You see Watson! My choice of word is perfect" exalted Detective Manatee. "Now hand me the
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a snowflake setting on a leaf, clinging doggedly to the tree of life. Such a small thing, but enough to send ripples across the fabric of the universe. Awakened by the ripples
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the dread dragon Snorb, wield around for another attack. The last village child stood frozen in fear, about to share the fate of his siblings, when out of the shadows leapt
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The Curse of Count Snotula! The gloop oozing from my nose slopped into a fetid puddle on the floor. And, as I watched in horrified fascination, it began to coalesce into a
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school children. The songs the children wrote were a bit weird and, in one case, pretty messed up. But we sang them anyway and it made the funeral at lot less sombre. Afterwards
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has decided to come with me. We're going to explore the woods. I've heard there's a magical lake in the centre of the woods, and my yellow cat wants to catch a fish. The cat and I
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that when it was two inches on a map, then it was two minutes away in person. I truly doubted that, but I would never say it 'cause I knew that if if I chose to, I would aboslutely
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I considered the question, glancing at my partner. A couples adventure of discovery on a mysterious island sounded amazing. She gave me a slight nod. "We're in!" I said. I didn't