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for some reason. "Well, can you believe it" I said out loud. "Just when I decide to stop my career as a writer, I see a seal tied to a rocket!" I left my room to search a pen and a
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knew jazz musicians have this secret society of scat readers. "Or Miles Davis? Miles can analyze the poop of this beast in no time." The scoutmaster responded: "Little Rodney,
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"I don't know," Sarah said. "A story about cats who are forced to march towards their death sounds kinda depressing. And won't George Lucas sue us when we use 'lightsabres' in this
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The evil norn toyed with his fate like a spoiled child rolls a toy train into a wall. Over, and over, and over again, with a look of demented glee on his face, drool glazing his li
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Then they stood up one by one, and exited the courtroom.The defendant crumpled to the table. "It doesn't look like any of the jurists are on my side; they all need toy breaks every
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It was clear that the state had been considering moving to the chocolate standard, but it seemed a long shot--understandably. Chocolate really is amazing, but the cost if refrigera
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could smell Irma's perspiration accumulating inside her latex suit. Vanna knew she was in trouble. She squinted hard at the uncompleted word, trying to solve it. "U?" she guessed.
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convinced her that you could sing other songs as well. Singing the same song over and over would drive you mad, You were glad Mrs. Hicks would pay you to sing a different song. She
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-ast. "You mean," he snivveled. "All my work is pointless?" Kario started crying. "I thought I was a good bookkeeper, but nowadays with this spreadsheet software ... " I hugged
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hands forming fists. "Why didn't you help me?" I snapped. "You know, where I come frome, we have a saying: The only good fairy is a tooth fairy." The fairy looked shocked, but she
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"And now," the ringmaster shouted. "Your favorite clown .... Patches!!!" The crowd went wild. Patches worried to much about his substance abuse. He rode his unicycle to the other
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allright!" He worried how he could go to work now. Could they smell the pot? What if his boss thought he used more stuff than just cannabis? He scratches his nose a lot, maybe his
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woman whispered to him. He wished to say something, like that he couldn't walk and therefore couldn't follow her. But his lips also could not move. She removed her white hood and
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her dad. Her dad! She hated her dad. How he always paid more attention to her brother than to her. 'Maybe if I count sheep, I can get back to sleep', she thought. But she
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Flummoxed, that's what I was. And no one could save me from the sensation. I would never be the same again, even if I did somehow recover from the state, for I had now been flummox
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was dead. But I had a throbbing headache, which seemed odd given the circumstances. "Jack! Come back!" My whole body was frozen; I couldn't move. "No," I mumbled. And then I sunk
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rs, for they would inevitably die just as soon as they became acquainted. Killbasa had no mercy. But this was different. For wherever she went, her tsunami of rufi would follow ens
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it up. No one will notice anyway--in fact, people will be better for it. Just blow it up, BLOW IT UP DAMMIT! Flustered and panicked, her hand fell on the round button, but nothing
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thread a great record never more, but to be swallowed as newest child, sniff, but not in sorrow. You have taken in sights, passed through a world's icy showers & whispered secrets
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I'll see your five years & double 'em! But ofcourse Abuello quintuppled my raise. I bluffed & called him & I won gaining all the experience of his lifetime, while he regressed to a