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thong in the shape of a V! I should be blessed, I would have guessed, Krishna would no longer call me a pest. Swiveling my hips, pouting my lips, Krishna would soon take me into
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By 'sea" we mean a vat of Bacta, for George Women Bush Jr. was a true product of the top-secret "Humanzee" project. "Stop misgendering my police action!" said he. "It's not a war!"
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here to use her alien powers to distribute Gucci fashions to all the poor people of the world. She became known among the indigent as "Saint Lizzy of the Preposterous Shoes". When
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Store & yanked the cashier away from her Behind the Scenes TIKTOK session; he bent over, showing her, & her TIKTOK audience, his torn pants & his full moon in all its hairy glory.
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-ogens (figuratively speaking), and to wonder which ones might have led us to the diseases that affect society. When we listen to others, rather than to ourselves, we become victim
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That fateful day, when Mr. Jackson dropped the entire pan of cupcakes into the sink, was the day he had to face facts: he wasn't going to make it as a baker. So he became a star,
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with his badminton racquet to little avail. Thank goodness for the fine selection at Auntie Paulino's SPAM Emporium. At nights he would try to puke the ectoplasm of his old self
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One time Nurse Jeff said, "Sometimes I think you're the only one who sees me." So I said, "Because I see the cute chest hair in your scrubs or because you're a psychic monster who
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Sometimes I had to say: "Nurse Jeff, I can walk to the cafeteria just fine. I could sprint. Not going for your atrophy regimen." And he would say: "You will sit in the wheelchair
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As the judge took his seat in that place where the First Amendment is completed disrepected, I tried to indicate to LordVacuity that the crow Grackleberry's allegations had nothing
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"Your Honor, it would be incorrect for me to wear nicer apparel for your court's templated expectations than the clothes I already own. As for the cloudy matters at hand, could you
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"Doctor, I don't know these people. I have no social network, so how could three so-called "friends" Baker-Act me?" At first I thought the guy who turned out to be Nurse Torrance w
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bother cleaning them, the nuclear blast sterilized them better than your potato scrubber ever could. 12. Once dead, nuclear zombies filet rather easily. 13. Julienne the petrified
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"Just get on the bus with the rest of us, Jeremy. You had an easy life if the only drama you have to contend with is your own internal fictional confrontations." He was right but
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was made, but it was like making a little mudpie with an imaginary substance. "It is we who are separate," said some Christians. The Buddhist Authority for the region didn't have
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I had lost my way in the blizzard of this world, but the other day an onion seemed to speak to me, so I made my way to a certain village hoping my Aunt Marta could help interpret
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Although Blasted had become so habituated to being imprisoned in a tower that he kind of preferred it, he did get out to the old hermitage, and remembered Chaz's top hat and tails.
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It was that special time of year when students of certain schools came to play and practice the art of fiction on FoldingStory. Crows flew into the windows, chalkboards hummed with
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because my vision is clear and my will is true. If anyone ever killed me, there'd be a clear imprint of their face on my retinas. But I cultivate and emanate an aura of kindness th
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On a stopover at Transit Node 1478, Heyman Boyd was delighted to see his old friend again. "Hrengor, you look younger!" After a moment, Zotoku the Beholder said, "Sir, my uncle has