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just let it wash over me, soaking my clothes to my skin. I felt as if my own spirit was lifted, like an enigma I didn't need to solve. I waited until the sun broke the clouds, then
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Then the vegetarian PCP fiend made a gorgeous salad for all his PCP fiend friends in the alley. It had been a very unhealthy day for the nudist lettuce, but a very healthy day for
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the gas station, as distracted as he was with his performance anxiety, and had poured gas all down the side of his Ferrari. "Oh for the luvva," sobbed Señor Casanova, "The women
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Surprise, & Dead Skunk, Believe it or not, Dead Skunk smells a lot nicer than these dead hobos when they're ripe. Did I mention we're the largest dead hobo storage on the mainline?
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soil he had unloaded from his truck this morning. MacGregor was looking for something. The allied rabbit troops watchedMacGregor from their foxhole behind the broccoli. I signaled
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the Devil's Weed in its mouth. After a while the lamb got heavy or Agnes grew tired and she dropped the lamb. It landed on the Holy Landmine of Antioch. Agnes collected the bits of
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bistro in Queens. Step 6: Side step everything you've just achieved in Steps 1-5 and wipe it off your thigh high Naugahyde boots that weren't made for walking, honey. Step 7: Imman
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At the beginning it was a dogpile of ideas stumbling over each other. Now it is a cat & mouse game of form and backspace with a large side of confusion is solid. Get used to it. I
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"GO TO HELL," she yelled and the fairies were gone. "Where'd they go," she asked herself softly. A voice in the dark answered for her. "Where you sent them, Your Majesty. To raze
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In 1437 near the site that is now Peoria, a portal opened up and out stepped out 3 beaming physics under-grads. A spear felled Funez. Swann became his own great-great-great-grandfa
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To say that the point has been made, completely misses the point. Or so I am hear. Reminds me of a footnote in the Thesaurus of the Khazars under the entry for consanguineous loop
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"It didn't mean that before. But yes, no sex tonight. Or at any rate, no sex between you & I. I know you Pasternak. You'll sneak off to your whore Lara," Yevgenia told her husband.
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She told me to pucker up, but I didn’t know how, so I asked Alexa, and she refused to answer, claiming she couldn’t find anything in her database to help me; all the while snorting
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"But I'd never kill anything," she answered, her voice trembling at the thought. Teddy Ruxpin frowned. This girl was not the pliable minion he had assumed. "But they will kill you
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"Your degree of mystery too starkly limited for you to be a perfect stranger. Fix that and I might give you another look. Well, I might. Give my love to dad. Goodbye." The board
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not share my funny mushroom. No, no, no painkiller will I give he, no matter how much he begs me. You’re not in pain, Sam-I-am. Don’t whine! Your green eggs & hambone are fine.
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worms by shoving a sardine filled with Mimosa Pudica Seed up my cat’s trap door, but that backfired when the cat launched the sardine from his wazoo directly into Granny’s porridge
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other were ahead of him in planning for his demise. Amy had made a suicide pact with the gang that was contingent on them, jointly, help her in killing Sheldon for the insurance.
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Mrs. Bucket-of-Chicken, real name Aileen Tuport from Napoleon, Ohio, got wind of this. She didn't worry a bit. It was well known that billy goats bluff. Sadly, they might've been
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George thought he was God and that John was Gracie. "I hope this settles things," George said, unleashing a flood over there and a wild fire over there. "Say goodnight Gracie."