Finished Folds (1—20)
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6"I am what I am," he thundered (cue the thunder machine), while internally he added, "I'm Popeye the Sailer Man." La Ronda stepped back from the burning bush, her hands
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2In the times of the Vikings, a keep was built on an ancient place of power, a place of the dark forces. The Saxon wretches huddled against the walls as the invaders
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6was appalled by Tom's behavior. Once it would have been scampish, now it bordered on rape. Roseanne looked in his direction and raised an eyebrow. Larry stepped forward
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6The body was face down in the mud, a spear in its back. It's banners and badgers were those of a knight of Lord Darnforths. Callofath shuddered, knowing that
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4As Sarii began to cry, a small group of squirrels scampered and called to her: "We can help you, Sarii, if you can help us find seven magic acorns." It is known that gypsies
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4Naturally, the robot's agenda, much less its method, was unknown to Sono. As the old adage goes, a little bit of ignorance is like a little bit of
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2although we stayed away from the scoutmasters' shelter None one took them up on their offer to check out their "big tent pole". Everyone, that is, except Dan. Oh, Dan!
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4with winners to play the Cowboys. The two sides separated and recharged their phaser banks. When the subspace horn appeared, the Enterprise surged forward.
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2to his marvelous Palace of Permanence. Emperor Pedro greeted her himself, levitating four elephants in the courtyard. She felt a surge of longing, or was it power, in her
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2They traced the beginning of the end to "The McLaughlin Group", a sad and tired TV show. Leaping from her chair, Eleanor Clift began to strangle
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4That Jesus is a very nice fellow and Jean was grateful. She remembered a night.... well, no point dwelling on that. Jean was grateful for the second chance and more determined to
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3like the rest, a forgotten fold, abandoned, alone. His thoughts turned to the next victim. All that had done to him would be repaid. Nixon was already dead, but there
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5I knew Mom was slut, but the Easter Bunny? It explained things, though, like my vestigial fluffy tail and a fondness for dyed eggs. Still, it changed nothing. Nothing.
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8Mice mock American cheese. They lean back on their little mousie haunches and squeak; some are sarcastic, some ironic, all disapprove. I now regret my attempt to clone
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2set me back six years and two lives, but my determination to jump was no less. I sighted the tower in the distance and began to jog; hearing the drumbeats I held the gold pass
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1Annoyed, I flung Yorick's skull back into the foul hole from which it came. Bard this, bard that, and out on a couplet. Someday, I'd stage Hamlet on Ice and I'd show them all.
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7herbal hype and ironic-in-quotes faux smoking by the neighborhood hipsters. He also sold the little fedoras they so loved. Unsuspected by them, he added a "treat" to each hat.
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2began to laugh and sing the "This little piggie" song. This little piggy was tired of it. This little piggie was not amused. This little piggie went home.
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2My knife flashed out. He leaped back, just a little too late. I held up my prize; Alton Brown looked on in horror as the chef slid to the floor.I reign supreme, you bet your ass.
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7I had a basement full of cliches and my the garage groaned full with metaphors. I prayed that I could become a recovered literary hoarder and return to prose sparse and true.