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scary thought struck Jane; this was her boss's pillow, & it was now saturated by her snot! Sure enough, her gorgeous boss stuck his head into the room: "Can I have the pillow back?

Later when they were going through the dailies I found the whole shoot had been ruined by ruined temple that showed up in the background. That hadn't been there when we filmed it.

g they were going to need to find a way to distract the in-laws. They always hated Thanksgiving because of Bathilda. She was Jimmy's mother-in-law and more stuffy than a turkey.

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of ergot that I got from Lot in the parking lot of Big Lots. Then I heard shots. Lots and lots of shots. Lot had been shot. Revealing Lot was a robot from Camelot named Lancelot.

He had known it was on life support before the wedding and he still went on with it. That was what was done in those days when you were a gay man. We bought into sham marriages to

It was... something I didn't know. So I said "dank memes." The foldingstory guard suddenly burst into a gazillion golden butterflies and carried me high up into the clouds in the H

a tripper named Tripper, that's me. I'm had a 5D vision in a 6D world. It's a hyperdimensional Flatland story of sorts. A Tesseract loves a Heegaard Floer Bottle but only sees its

I'm more into the wiry wily types like Loki, Mercury or Huehuecóyotl. They don't wear speedos and they know that brains win over brawn mostly. So I had a tryst with Bamapana

your mis-spent youth. No, getting wedged in the super slide was a rotten idea, anyway. Maybe you could cut your hair and get a job, just like Dad had suggested. But he was a jerk!

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I only needed his wallet to kill his drunk artist against blowing up in my face. All the way down to Texas when it hit me. Bang! There it was all of this time right in front of us.

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If I was to be buried in a field, would my personality crawl through the ground free of traffic. What do you mean we'll think later? Thinking thinks think when think thinks!

I made no such promise. Yes, I know people who know people Edward G. Everybody knows people except for the one guy nobody knows of never heard of until those moment. All of history