Finished Folds (21—40)
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4How he longed for the old days when this joint was known for its book clubs. Sure, the ladies could get rowdy now and again, but not like the "Karaoke Mafia" that ran things now.
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5Her name was Donna, and because of that they called her Bella and the band was The Bella Donna Destiny. If they had a style, it was
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2In fact, all of the candidates were dessert treats -- except maybe Romney, and that explained all the antipathy towards him. In the bunker below the Food Channel offices, Alton
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5My first anger management class didn't go so well. One of my teeth is gone, along with part of an ear lobe. The police may be looking for me, too. Sheila insisted that I
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5-- well, just because he was Dr. Phil. Isn't that enough? Penn riffed about the saw while Teller put Dr. Phil into the box. Backstage, I laughed. This was exactly
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4in the not distant future, my claws would be sharp again and I'd taste the blood, the wonderful blood, the human blood of my oppressors. I roar!
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6to reveal myself as an outsider the first time I asked for directions to "I-405". The natives bared their teeth and unsheathed their knives. I held up the script to confuse them.
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9in then name of science and the hopes of a special on the National Geographic channel. I'd already decided on the right hat & sunglasses. Was it an evil plan? If you consider
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2Finally, hours later, they arrived at the only Costco in the entire Himalayan region. Though reborn of Siddhartha and close to enlightenment, he needed a bulk purchase of
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5had a reputation for showing up and, oddly for someone who kept kosher, behaving swinishly. Given the popularity of his blog and his huge number of followers on Twitter,
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6When my father got angry, he'd swear "Jesus H. Christ on a bicycle". This was quite confusing. Harry? Herbert? Now, in the crypt of the Templars, the fresco clearly showed
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5the hallway and into the office. I saw a man in the chair, waiting. I brought up my light. "Kalle Frackin' Blomqvist! How?" I croaked. He smiled and pointed past me to
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5say nothing of the not-too-salty corned beef and mushy rye. Since the prison system had been privatized starting in the late 90's and recently taken over by Disney, a new day
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9I'd have to crawl through the damn Jeffries tube to fix the damn plasma conduit again. I grabbed my tool. No, no time for that. I headed for the hatch when I heard
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8I must have dozed off. When I awoke, the announcement said "Hell is next. Doors open on the left at Hell." As far as I knew, the subways did not go that far. Looking around, I saw
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3alier, though why he would store a Grail in an old Chevy is beyond me." Ben would not join the search for the Grail, so said the runes carved in the obsidian plinth. His destiny
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2dropped in the sludge pond beyond the great hill at the edge of the village. Should the under-Gods reject her, the near-wolves would finish the task. Gretchen's fate was sealed.
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11and obscured my vision. This seemed to be the crypt beneath my castle, but where were my guards? What of the Toad?
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1and she was one I could literally f*ck the eyes out of. I bought her another drink and planned my next move. "Shall we take a walk along along the Wall?" I asked. Her eye said
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5He preferred folds that were contiguous and looped back in on themselves like a Kentucky family tree. But Chaz had pushed him down this path and by the grace of the Poet, he would