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scattered, refraining from breaking her fall. The old bitch was dead, but at least her cute kitties would not starve. Those cats would grow into super cats, adopting her mannerisms
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stifle him with her traditional dolphin ways, and he bit a chunk out of her dorsal fin. That tore it. She knew she had to leave Dan that very night. While he slept, she swan out
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, a much cleaner alleyway than he had seen in the old town, an alleyway in which even Mary Tyler Moore would be proud to toss her tam-o-shanter. Here, even the rats washed their
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from the potato, launching itself into the ether like a wish on a star. This was the safest way of voting twice in Flint, Michigan, and dammit, I just wanted to get away for once.
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The rest of the letters laughed with Q except for P and well you can guess what it was doing. The girl at the bottom of the stairs knew she must break out of the basement. She...
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-bt, as so often is the case with Communism and ponies. So Minty, the little green pony toppled that statue of Lenin, which by this time had turned green, as well. The ponies were
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But Susan Spoiler McNaysayer told Susan Walker-Runner that the sperm bank was not for rounding up future meals for cannibals. Infuriated, Susan Walker-Runner torched the clinic,
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a total hoax, and sued us for each day they missed tanning. The judge decided, in our favor, that they were not paid for tanning days, just for being tan, which they could easily
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, which was cruel of the Bureaucracy because everyone knows that in 1997 ShopRite did not carry gorgonzola. They claimed it contained gorgons. So he returned to the future empty
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several more years, until I had published my fourth book, entitled: 'I Can't Read My Own Writing'. I blamed mu illiteracy on the Dancing Plague, as I had not been able to sit still
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real name, Gwen, again. So naturally he began eating fish whole, retching his head back and letting the slimy, fishy flesh sink into his avian esophagus. It was too warm in here.
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perché Satre era un bastardo. Tradisce le carte e gioca con il cuore di una puzzola. La vita è come un puzzle, e al centro di essa ci sono parole che non si trovano nei libri.
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-analyzed and found to be of sound body only, and even then, just barely. But by then, his Super Happy Smile Family Togetherness Campaign had earned Mao a dedicated following, not
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Donations of entirely uneaten salmon can be sent to the Picky Bears Foundation instead. If it's just got a little nibble taken out of it, you might be able to sell it for profit.
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summarily blacklisted from ever working in the entire cosmetics industry again, as well as most food service chains. I hate life and all the piddling weevils that infect it. I like
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them like they were capable of emotions and abstract thought processes. Because my mom was a cyborg, I was born with a telescopic robot MAN'S UNIT, which was a hit at charity meets
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chose the expensive option of granite. I mean, I would love to make lead into gold. I could finally turn the southern mine fields into riches and build and amass an army to
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ile? Lyle Lyle Crocodile switched off the dial as he headed down the TV aisle toward hosiery for a fitting lisle he could wear. Instead he could feel his bile rise at the sight of
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hanging low (almost scraping the sidewalk, really) in their baggy pants, didn't give a hoot and holler about any fly-by-night crazes. These grandpas were in it for the long haul.