Finished Folds (381—400)
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7you'd be able to see the way things are, not the way you want them to be. It's almost like you're always just seeing things from your own perspective and not the obviously correct
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0The April Reserve was once a beautiful expanse of native wildflowers & rolling hills. Rabbits cavorted & harriers nested. But an altered fire regime coupled with increased nitrogen
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3Greg and Suzanne met due to a corkboard posting looking for a partner to share gas costs on a cross-country drive. Greg argued that because Suzanne was the one that was already
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3, scratched, and looked around. It seemed I'd lost about 85% cerebral capacity, rendering me in the approximate arena with a golden retriever or pigeon. I was quite happy and ran
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10d wherein one folder switches the protagonist's sex, either by mistake or intentionally. Sometimes you get a foreign fold, daring fellow folders to translate or add blind. Another
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9It was a dark place in a dark time. Dirk feared the princess wasn't dead, but he'd done what he was paid to do. The Dis castle guards loomed over Dirk, and he tripped, spilling
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5ort chunks of carbon precipitated from the atmosphere by the Gates Carbo-chunk-a-tron 3000. With climate change successfully ameliorated, Owen used his cash windfall to do two
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4backhanded our pet chimpanzee. "That's for smokin my last pack of Reds!" Esther reached for the cig but I put a broom in her hand instead. The chimp rubbed his cheek in the corner.
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5and flop like Italian linguine. All in all it was a piss poor performance pervaded by improper planning and preparation. Still, the inaugural Martian football tournament brought
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4where it lay gently between two boulders. As the penis angler fish rose to greet me, I began to have doubts about my research. Would my submersible withstand the pounding?
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2the disease and that to manage my life I had to take things one day at a time and turn myself over to a Howard Power. Odd, but I had to stop unintentionally teleporting so I found
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4my shoulders and the best thing for it was some butter. It sounded a little odd, and I didn't like the look in his eye. But the butter did feel cool on my hot cooked shoulders.
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4there was some seriously primal dancing going on around the fire. Impromptu drums were created and the circle gathered rhythm. Then, one guy took his underwear off.
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6It had to be the work of the Dark Mage, Manghol. General Alcazar directed for proper burials, but what would Manghol do with so many unicorn horns? They were useless without enough
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8ucking timeshare seminar he'd gotten suckered into. The reverend was pissed but he promptly married Fionna and Fynnius. Fennwyck was outraged. Embolded by mead, he bellowed "Draw y
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6Tony used the corner of an agenda to pick a poppy seed from betwixt cuspid and premolar. Mission completed, he then handed the stack of agendas to Cheryl who took them gingerly and
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5perfectly akin to basking in diffuse cubicle-trapped monitor glare from endless efficiency spreadsheet pivot tables. Then I felt an odd quiver in my tail antennae. My dreamception
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5Cindy Lou Derkins, confident that I'd locked down the open position of Neighborhood Jerkhat. I poured myself a 7 Up & vermouth and waited. Suddenly, a loud knock on the door. "FBI!
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4theoretically sound but fraught with controversy and perverted applications in real life. I squirmed in my seat, acutely aware that this might be my last chance to have intercourse
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4, like my shrink always says "stop trying to resist the insanity; let it become normal, turn it around on them, only you can navigate the proper path." The cursor blinked. I had