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Lets face it...you ain't a real American unless you've spent some time in jail...and you've got a mugshot that makes you look like you're a homeless bum...yup...locked up.
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he had played Super Mario too often? Life had become a slithery slope, a zany, mushroom popping platform, trapdoor nightmare. The Mastermind's King Koopa was in fact his arch nemes
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Shang-Shang-Alang4 shimmied in, wearing a sparkling green evening gown, followed by three male backup singers in tuxedos. Jaws agape, Dang-Ding-a-Lang3 and MyDing-a-Ling2 watched
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"We are so not into Rimsky-Korsakov," the irate native people informed me, "Don't you know any Philip Glass?" Luckily, I managed a decent move from "Koyaanisqatsi" on the bones,
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of this odd love story, he fell into a fit of rage. He couldn't believe that his handsome young son would fall in love with a crazy woman like her. At a loss for what to do, he
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and chapped lips. But it was not all wine and roses. People I used to think of as friends began to call me "Jackie the Brainstalk" and follow me around with rubber full head masks
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Lidia was juiced. Sure enough, when they looked behind her cooking station after class, they found an empty Limoncello bottle, which they hid from the teacher. They couldn't bear
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would do that body good.", said the picolo player. But Bertha rewarded him with girlands of Gaillardia when his sweaty rotund form rounded the last gironde of the girly walk.
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All except Agbund, the Assinine. A pox on his moxy. I dared not air my claim as heir, for things might go pear shaped if the true heir appeared. Agbund, the Assinine rode an ass
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the lowest drawer of my literary arsenal making use of suggestive words, implicating situations, and stereotyped cliches, but none of it seemed to absolve the perp
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I have trouble remembering what happened before so my stories may seem to meander like the some forgotten tributary of the Nile. This is the story of Ibi, peasant girl of Khem
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appear finicky, but showing up at a blind date in a restaurant without wearing pants & expecting to be able to order s pair from the menu is where I draw the line. Oh wait, my date
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Then there was the actor Michael Landon who was Sam's son and who like the biblical Samson had been dedicated as a Nazarite which is why even on Bonanza he had long hair under his
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ed the boundary the void. The Doctors of Paranormal Psychology suspected patient @j was playing with an apparition named Pong, a chinese spectre from the dark zodiac.
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I find it rather exhilarating to dive into a very large pile of rocks--some have said my head is filled with them; others have said I'm dumber than them--and give myself a concussi
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a reprieve for capital punishment. it had nothing to do with the fact my name is e e. but maybe it is like a ying and yang of orthography. while my friend impresses in all caps, i
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The concept was speed networking: Meet 100 people in 100 minutes. I'd practiced flicking my business card and smiling winningly the night before. Right out of the start gate though
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You didn't care for those flowers after I told you my aspirations. You let them die, my aspirations. And I let you let them. I didn't mean to take your past from you & you knew it.
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The rain fell like a green smokescreen I hardly gave it any mind but that was too much. It tagged itself in and took over my mind, all of them. I was beside myself knocking wildly
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The creative urge was alone in the dark when it occurred to it that one day trains would be going to & fro and that if someone, like it, should really see the pattern it made it mi