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Midst the impending chaos, I felt it was

  • Midst the impending chaos, I felt it was high time to make fudge brownies.

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  • Drool dribbled down my chin & into the bowl as I mixed the ingrediants. Ahhhh...FUDGE BROWNIES! The big question, though, was NUTS or NO NUTS? The sound of hand-to-hand combat in

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  • the corridors of the high school made no difference to me. Let those kids try to murder each other because a bear told them to. I, for one, would have brownies even if I had to

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  • fart my way through the plaster walls to get to them first. Brownies! Oh, brownies. Baked lovingly by intergalactic grandmas, dusted with space coconut, they say these brownies

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  • have enough trans fat to choke a mule. A little extra mass won't hurt, so long as I move to a planet with lower gravity. I dodged the boss Galaga and licked the brownie batter off

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  • the beater while it was still spinning. Then I gave the whole bowl to the mule thinking it'd choke for sure but what I didn't know was that this was the Linda Lovelace of mules. It

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  • could deep throat anything, swords, inner tubes, floor lamps, even think mattresses. This was one hell of a mule, but you know who owns it? That's right, the greasy porky son

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  • of a swine. We never really got along, but why would we? Our families were rivals. Who knows why? Whatever the case, I was going to visit him so I could

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  • Tell him our sixth cousin was now prefect of Sommerset. He was well qualified, having taught alchemy for sixty years. We were among his numerous students and were alchemists now.

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  • Of course, I mean we could not create elements from different things, but we made a mean triple cheese burger from our acquired alchemy skills. Thats10 years of good alchemy I say.

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