Finished Folds (3441—3460)
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4everyone else was doing it too, but unfortunately his wife had just finished up a Critical Thinking course down at the local JC and knew that was a fallacy of logic. He agreed
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3mercilessly, as if that would bring me any solace. The bear still sits in my garage, gathering dust while I try to move on with my life. I keep telling myself
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2one any good to worry about forming coherent sentences but what was important was to try to avoid the pitfalls of runon sentences and keyboard diarrhea that can so easily plague
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3"Chuck you, Farley!" I exclaimed, delighting myself with one of my favorite zingers as I floored it and began to pass the semi barreling down I-5. The shocking
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3wind of the good caviar that I don't want to break out. I'll just put out a few more crackers and hope these pompous windbags don't stay long. Where the hell did I
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2would produce if it were heavy on the bacon, and the syrup was from Canada, probably one of the Northwest Provinces. I sniffed again, to be sure, and
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1"Cut!" yelled the Director, "OK everybody that's a wrap for today, see you bright and early tomorrow." Karl Hungus preferred the German porn industry but his agent got him a role
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1it made him feel like a real d-bag. At least his uvula situation was calming down, which was a relief. He felt for his wallet and upon realizing that it wasn't there
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4"Oh, oui" I said aloud. "Vous etes un chien sexy". I saw Etienne hop off the bulldozer and head toward me, still not turning from the full-length mirror. She had been
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3comparison with the hardened strips of leather they were trying to pass off as carne at that Mexican joint down the way. I know a good new tapas place if you want to try that?
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1even the mildest cases of dyslexia. We were forced to take action so action we took. We knew they weren't going to like being punished so we had to come heavy or not at all. The
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2put the soap on the ledge and began to whistle 'Dixie'. Boy, he was really feeling it. The hot water was on and the cold water too. He didn't find it the least bit odd that
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1all his might tried to wrench the closet door open. No luck. The clicks were coming faster now, he was sure. He fumbled for his lighter and dropped it in the dark. Click click clic
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4Squiggly, whom no one wanted to see. She began retching now, her physical capacities deteriorating rapidly. Where was that F'ing Line Block that could actually fill this void? Ah!-
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4gnoshing on some leftover printouts of Wikipedia pages, their eyes constantly darting back to the library door. Someday this would all make sense, but that day was not today.
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3the sudden rush of blood when the severe abdominal hernia arrived as an unavoidable consequence of pulling an actual airplane. MotherPussBucketThatHurt! At least the laughter
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4a bi-curious blue sky, but that's just me. He rededicated himself to the suspended disbelief of the video game and sent his avatar up the canal. His boots were getting slick
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3haven't you ever danced with the devil in the pale moonlight?! Locked tongues with the occasional he/she?! Gone in search of some strange?! No?! Me neither. But you have to admit
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4would miss most was the wraparound porch on the old plantation home, but what was done couldn't be undone. He lit the match and tossed it on the trickle of gasoline along the floor
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4Squirrel Nut Zippers, to be precise. There had been another zoot suit riot down at the speakeasy and SNZ was getting the bum's rap. Tomorrow's newsworthy crisis was the red herring