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The point of the theory behind the Spacial Obesity Program is that, anybody that tries to overcome the urge of stuffing their fat faces with Hot Chilli Pancakes while travelling at

"Don't you know who you are talking too?" I said to myself in the mirror. I suddenly realized I didn't. I suffered from narcissistic amnesia. I knew I was somebody, but who?

Her last show ended. She went home, walked up to her support chamber, closed the door. The arm lowered and removed her "helmet." The Emperor appeared on the hologram and

The only way that stunt could have been more awesome is if, when he passed over it, the bike-ramp had exploded into the entire contestant line-up from the 2010 Miss Universe.

She opened the coffee make. "Uh, Delilah? Where are your coffee inserts." Delilah cocked her head, "What, you mean filters?" She said, "What's a filter?" The blank stare on her

Business was barely limping along at Sappho's Noodle. The once-trendy pasta bar would have to diversify if it was going to weather the times. Gwen and Sarah, the owners, considered

He walked into the room like someone who had done that kind of thing before.

I, Sheldon Fuzbukka, being of sound mind and body, do hereby put forth my last will and testament. To my one and only son, I leave my house and everything inside it. To my

Johnny B. had ridden over 2000 horses in his life, but this one was different. He could tell from the moment he got into the saddle. The horse was clearly overweight, but something

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The sandcastle competition was in full swing, and it was no bucket and spade affair. There were sand Batilles, sand Taj Mahals, and even a sand Studio 54 filled with sandlebrities.

The boy made his way through the alleyway.

Powell Austen was a double accounting agent. That is he was a mild-mannered accountant posing as a secret agent. He checked that he wasn't followed to the park & opened his ledger.

As Jeff bundled up to go out in the snow, he reflected on what was taking him out there. He'd always been opposed to abortions, and now he was going to have to perform one.

I was sitting on a chair when a pizza landed in my lap. The next thing i did was toss it to the homeless man next to me and he thanked me by giving me his very expensive shiny car

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The blender whined the chili into oblivion. The contest was very specific about elements being apparent, but he needed the flavors. He'd smoked & roasted them, then an encantation

I stood upon the hill and gazed across the scene before me. Lined up in rows, my brainwashed friends and peers marched slowly towards me. My army knew of only one solution. We

He was a CIA agent at the top of the food chain. He knew EVERYTHING! He knew who killed Kennedy, the truth about the OJ case. But watching the view turned him into a gossip and