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He drew the knife from his pocket and held it to my throat. His eyes were steely and devoid of emotion. "Thank you," I whispered gratefully as the blade opened my throat.
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The president broke into a sprint, away from his advisers into the dark woods, where no one dared follow. He was not scared for he knew the path well. It was a path he had taken
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I sat on the bed calmly, watching him walk towards me and waited for the rest of my life to begin.
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I sat calmly with my hands in my lap as the others glanced at each other, beady eyes twitching each way. I, however, was not nervous, content that my secret would save me.
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"I made a mistake. She was just....I couldn't resist her. But, I should have tried harder."
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Harald Jansen and his cousin Billy, both from Cairo, Nebraska, told our news team: "We don't want your modified feed or your fake news. We know what we know, and that's a fact."
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Mariella pointed ominously at a table over which a student stood poised with a mallet about to bring it down on the Professor's tv's remote. "No! It's what I live for!" He sank to
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Until the day I decided to mess with hers. "I'm sorry, Emily Blunt. The long tease and the slow burn do have their allure, but I've just signed on to pleasure Vanessa Conquest." E
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over or was I truly irritating? "What do you mean, Sarah?" I asked,flicking her behind with my towel. SNAP! "THAT, what you just did, is a perfect example!" she cried. I loved her
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the God of Folding, MoralEnd, we led the folders down to the Folding Factory and chained them to their workstations. "Type faster, jerks!" I roared. "But my fingers are bleeding!"
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of course, it didn't matter much. i would stay up talking to her, anyway, even though she didn't really make sense through the drunken hours during the sunrise.
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the pool game game, but couldn't find a good way to express this in anything but 13th century Italian and having others look for him in 4 feet of water with styrofoam noodles
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me that I was on the right track. Coocoui scratched the top of his head, which said to me he was either considering his previous career as a fry daddy or, more likely, his head was
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"And so, the alien and the taxi driver get away in the stolen hamburger spaceship and live together in delicious outer space sin and run an intergalactic rigged lotto shop. Nice."
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"Yes, it's true, your honor. I strolled leisurely through the auto lot, with a nine iron and slashed prices. Why? I was tired of the hidden fees." The judge was clearly not amused.
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Johnny was a fool to begin with. A large, oafish type. You know the one. Not exactly an Incredible Hulk or a Goonies Sloth..but probably skewing towards the fee fi fo fum giant
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"But it still isn't level, Corey." It was just past 5:00. We had been hanging this picture frame for the better part of an hour by then. Yes, you've read my tone correctly. I was
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fastened, I called:"Dudes, spin me around!" A hasty consultation. "Gringo is right." I'm handed a baseball bat & a Trump pinata is strung up. "Is this him?" Whack! One gunman down.
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BlastedHeath was glad to be on a slab again with the familiar leather restraints. Better that than the threat of having his brain deep-fried for using twenty-dollar words in a word
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extravaganza. But when we got there we found ourselves completely isolated. Those dudes all had like these crazy hairdos and shinny crap sticking out of their lips, eyebrows, and