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Inasmuch as the ingrate became sad, her softly

  • Inasmuch as the ingrate became sad, her softly embedded stoicisms themselves slowly softened. If her bosom was uninviting as a place of rest for sheer age, she captured with story

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  • and cookies. Once she restrained her grandchildren, she gave them a lecture on the Stoics. "They started with Zeno, who didn't fall asleep on grandma!" The kids awoke, morally and

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  • on the wrong side of the bed. The grandkids were real crabby. The crabbiness got worse when the corn started to grow. You could almost hear the corn, urging them to kill their

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  • elders. The conniving corn stalked its victims and sent husky tendrils up the walls of the grandparents' decrepit double-wides. Children sleepwalked the dusty roads in search of

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  • some better inner direction. Chemistry sets: too dangerous. Magic sets: cheaply made and also tools of Satan. Even when the cornstalks of Nebraska threatened him, Chotogoku

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  • made them the enemy. "Detassel these overgrown grass plants. Rip them out roots & all before they go rogue! The plants themselves made the crop circles!" said Chotogoku.

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  • The Kabuki audience gasped as one of the dwarves dressed as ripening corn cannoned off the stage onto the lap of a beautiful geisha. Chotogoku blushed behind his fan and plucked

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  • a hair of her chinny chin chin. But he soon found out that she

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  • does not have a chin, only the illusion of one. She was an evil creature, tricking the people to believe what she wanted.

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  • She slithered back into the darkness and waited for her next victim.She could smell the putrid smell of their flesh, god how she wanted to rip it off them.. She waited so patiently

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