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Gir, Gir bad Gir!" the Tod the 16 month old baby tried to warn his mom. But it was too late the talking giraffe stooped down and bit off her head. The lego baby wailed. The giraffe
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writing lines in hell. They will all be exactly what I want, the characters, the plots, the settings. You will be my folding story slave. Mess up my endings will you?!
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to Belvedere...but he'd have questions; "where's Mufflenose?, why'd Jehoosephlax eat the Bedouin?", How come Runion has blood on his door?" OOOOOHHH I could
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So the moral of your story is that your faith trumps the law? Your example only succeeds if the wife is tricked into breaking her vows and you are OK with that? No moral quandaries
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The YokoOnoTron's movements could be considered smooth if you disregarded their lurching. You could say it was a attractive mecha if you didn't know the definition of attractive.
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rodeo. The cowgirl sat on the edge of my desk and fiddled with her lasso. I wasn't about to investigate the murder, but she roped me in.
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sented are closer than they appear. Your witty come-backs have come home to roost. You look at the wrinkles on your forehead. Well-paid for misspent youth. Mirrors don't
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to record his recollections of all the people he did meet when he walked down the street. The next time, Rembrandt in his Rapidoscope travelled in time to Times Square.
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There was a bit of trouble understanding 'they'. It had never experienced the Other. Other was Other precisely because it experienced the Other, even with itself. We insisted it
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Stop showing us what is behind the curtain. We don't want to see it anymore. Take it outside. Give them a proper funeral. Let their families know. Wash your hands. Wash them again.
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I confronted myself over what I had done. I didn't care for it plus it felt like a betrayal. I should have my own back.I shouldn't be climbing on own back like that. Still, I was
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mcgilicutty. I looked around for Magpie McGillicutty but she was no where to be found. Her books and her purse were on the table but she was not to be found. Do you like syzygy?
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I was lost under the dark noise, the mes that I uncounted never jibed. Always something off an iota. The noise got darker near the walls in between us. You knew I'd seen your futur
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Professer Loomis referred us the last FoldingStory I just started as a classic example of the acquired speech pattern of the Serinity 3 Survivors. Always, 3rd person, 2nd, & first.
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It was bonus time for him. It was like the Universe decided to throw him a bone. It is yours if you can survive to get it. Starting off they made me mortal. Then they made me Core.
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but then "Oop!" and he fell into the water, ruining his laptop. I made the mistake of laughing. "Damn you, God!" he yelled at me just before I let loose a bolt of lightening which
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massage before," said Mrs. Dingleberry, "but once the ol' bunghole cramped up I figured it was high time." I looked at her eyes. The pupils were dilated. My old teacher was as high
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The young Russian soldier aimed his gun at the SS man. His finger on the trigger. "Dima" said the officer near him. "He must stand trial"
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eep it warm, and friendly..If it isn't friendly then the MacGuffin won't exude the pollyosis on the tenth, If he exudes it on the ninth, the politicians
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keep their land grab. Everybody got something and nobody is happier than the other which is all they ever wanted. I, however, as usual, had to throw a monkey wrench into it by poin