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ripped the outhouse off its feet, and the ferocious high-speed projectile Booboo spawned was enough to ignite the fuel to the speeding car, which resulted in another explosion. "Uh
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just as he had made plans with Sgt. Shultz. Old Shultzy was a transformed man for the states all due to Frenchy's baked goodies. Now She was all his and she didn't even realize it
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nny boy, that right there is the hero of the town." The mom replied, ruffling her son's hair. The caped wonder ran like the wind, carrying discount clothes and milk bottles and
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It was true, he had eaten the cat's crap just that morning but he wasn't about to let Simon have the pleasure of rubbing his nose it. "Then I might have to eat you", Bert snarled.
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Arrived and ferreted them to OZ. There the Freemasons did their secret induction rituals and it suddenly no longer mattered whether or not she had buffeted the cladding. Behold,
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Unlike that time she had flicked something else whilst quagmire had been peeking in with a camera. Peter shuddered. It really ground his gears sometimes, just like that chicken
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to make irregular arrangements with my clients to get reimbursed what they owed me. Mr. T., for instance, was allowing me to shelter in place in his guest cottage. He expected sex
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I considered the question, glancing at my partner. A couples adventure of discovery on a mysterious island sounded amazing. She gave me a slight nod. "We're in!" I said. I didn't
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What was important was that Glint Westrock was dead. He'd been poisoned by the future. Det. Manatee could see future residue on Glint's lips. "The question is did he die now or in
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"Well, I think it comes down to how much of a bitch you want to come off as on your first day at a new job," her stylist suggested over Magnum bars. She poured ouzo from another mo
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soulless little child-shaped bags of slurry. "Look at how the school system has succeeded!" crowed the superintendent. "My little Remington has never been so nice!" exclaimed Mrs.
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both of them ignoring the scent of a dead skunk I left in the radiator last Yom Kippur. Even Dairy Queen won't take their drive-thru order now.
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heads. Regrettably, the four children were told, they would now be inseparable. Like conjoined twins, the filthy kids were bound by their mutually-tangled hair.
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om using Frontline, which was about as useless as the proverbial screen door on a submarine. Bill's fleas were proliferating over his face and abdomen. Sara had to take the fight
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felt the usual pleasant surprise at gin's subtle flavour. She thought, "If only I could get Dr Goodfeel to love me..." Goodfeel arched an eyebrow. "Doris?" She gasped. Did she say
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obtuse hypotenuse overused rhombus boozers with protracted compass disease. They tended to go around in circles, parallel to the ground but perpendicular to each other's
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before anyone could see her and exclaim, "There she is, the baby witch who slaughters mountain goats with her visage!" But then she realized that someone WAS shouting that, and she
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Lly inhabited by varmints and met Mr. Tarantula about noon over coffee and donuts. We planned our approach to rebuild the old armory.
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and making lewd remarks at passersby. "However," he went on, "Guildenstern knows a fire escape with a hidden entrance to heaven behind some loose bricks. Ask him to show you."
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ntly clear that the path of stoic friendlessness suggested by "Jane Eyre" had shunted me down a very unsavory path indeed. Then I felt the kind hand of Prester Inspector Hathaway