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Besides her radiance and her smile, and her temperament, and her fine comportment, and that she was loved by one and all in the Village of Aarrgggh, everything about her is Evil.
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Sitting here in the dark with the mosquitoes while Patsy Clines wonders “What did I do?”, I think back to when I didn’t know you existed, never dreamt about you or made a wish or a
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A gasp escaped the watchers as they realized how smoothly he had changed the colors. 1st: They had not expected there to be colors, and 2: if colors were involved only two schemes
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one day a little boy was crying, he was so sad his mum died he loved his mum to much and he ran away. He ran as fast as he could he ran to...
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Openly being subtle she suggested this moment was the only member of her group. As it should be but I am sure she meant in a different way. I think she is having another experience
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I haven't scolded myself yet today; that's a victory, of sorts. 5:27 and no scolding, no scalding, no school. Fooling the fools who they were fooling they got full of themselves &
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SPOT ECHELON: 1, Veronica 2, Betty. 3, Archie. 4, Jughead. 5, Reggie. Clydesdale enjoyed his first day as the new 2nd assistant mop boy at the Pornorama over on Collingwood near
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The actress they had ordered did not show so they asked one of the upperclassman to sit and model nude for them. He was a charity case sent down from The Broads. Everybody knew tho
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Debbie does who, what, where? Phillie? Chi-town? La La Land? St. Paul? Sin City? Cin Cin Nati? How can Debbie do all these places and forget to do "Big D"? She most be worn out
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Dad, you ad reads: 83 AMC Pacer $1066 w/curse $8,000 w/o curse. "Como dice el Chino", his dad answered from behind the Funnies. "What does he say?" "Todo se paga, everything gets p
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It is a fact, as factual as a fact can be factual; I'm neither a politician nor a journalist. It is a fact that twigs and berries and strawberry creams are always in my dreams!
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I stood atop the metal grate with the waters up to my knees & held her lifeless body clear of the runoff. I just stood there staring into her dead eyes asking her why with my tears
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I could feel the angel's wing besides me in the earth, her pin feathers wrapping themselves onto each touch. Each part yearning for touch, for the spark when We have met the enemy
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Your Knaughty Knickers presents Adventures in Bar Hosting.
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I told him that he should never image that he could get me to honor our deal after what he did to the French Cuff Man. He flatly maligned him every which way but right. It would be
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Stems and seeds do not get their fan fare. They're the last step before dry. After that it is all erosion.
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Yfrįttē, my third tier robot, was dead at my feet. The bullet that had killed him had come from the gun I was holding like a long lost lover in the shade of the fronds on the veran
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Everything about this story started normally, I created an intriguing, yet open ended situation, but then the next person...
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I wept for my fallen comrades. It was brutal. Who knew when the cold hands of fate would pluck the accounts of my inactive comrades from them. Bleary eyed, I looked at Gibber, his
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Purple haze confusion ticking and tacking to port hard between images to see what we're supposed to see. What we see will make this Story this Story, now and until it ends. Girls