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You wouldn't do that again would you? You remember the other times that you tried second person. You still came out being you but the you that you was no longer you, but you kept
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widow's walk. She only needed a handy man for that one twice a year. The date her husband died and the date of his rebirth from the dead. That's when the handy become quite handy.
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McGilicudy had a beard and wore little round glasses & those where sufficient qualifications for the Frankenmuth Shopping Center.When 'Santa' pinched my cheek my mom went ballistic
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Life's often like that, you see? We make assumptions about things before Life comes back from his nine-to-five shift and tells us that Things is the name of his favorite wrench.
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Woe I say, woe indeed! Woe woe woe your boat, gently down the stream! I have no winning lottery ticket, but stigma in my hands! Oh how dreadful life has turned out to be!
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For Making Me Question My Sexuality.' The one word is 'boobs'. That's my poem." The counselor cringed, "Alright, that disturbs me on so many levels. Who's next?"
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I'm going back there. Back to the pink comb in the corner and the weeds, who's names we knew, lined up by height to rib us. Back down near the railroad tracks and the homeless that
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a farrier. The two weren't related other than they both happened at the same time for Tina Laguna. Dreamer's Depression, as she was calling it, was her money train. She'll convince
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Old Granite was out taking a walk with his pebbles. He could see a road in their future. It was going to be hard but worth it. They'd have the stones to do it. He'd make sure of th
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. The Secret D was my invisible twin brother Thenis. No, Thenis insisted, the Secret D was because the spot that I guarded was where the sign used to have a D, then I'm out here gu
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a darkness hungry for novelty engulf him in her charms. He was happy but only as long as he kept his eyes closed. If he opened them, he died. But he would die knowing the truth.
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I am not going to start this with a poem. You're welcome. Unfortunately, there will be a poem hidden in this story. Make it happen.
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on a falling star but they got their luggage all wrong and they ended up in Bismark. "How did we get here", Gleep asked Spork. "I was sitting right there next to you, how do I know
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The Sun is going away again for the night. Hopefully we'll see him again in the morning. He was just taking care of his business when he realized his business was taking care of hi
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But sometimes so long in between that you started to forget what was coming until WHAM- here's your migraine again MOFO! Except we're talking about grief. You know what I mean?
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But the Fat Man liked people that knew how to talk and also do grunt work if it needed doing, so he keeps me around. I've had dirt and blood under my nails and dirty knees, always
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s the bottle of piss that he shared with his waterless shower this morning just before he came here to see the Duke's secret. This must be why they called me The Poor Sod. I WAS th
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Agent M looked more morose than ever. Agent N nodded and knew it was now or never. Someone had to say something. "Agent O?"
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dad!" The robot dad looked at his son and responded, "Son, your dreams are unnatural and I am going to fix you."
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"You'll be interested to know I'm wearing white, too," he declared. She blinked and said, "No! I don't see any...unless you're wearing tighty-whities! Ahahaha that's it. Isn't it?"