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  a handful of ice cubes and the vodka. This would take some serious thought and at least one stalk of celery. Sipping my Bloody V, it walked to the window and looked out at

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  2011-02-23 18:16:22

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  they called upon the rainbow and crossed into Asgard. Sunlight glinted off the points of their spears. And, as the last was at the top of the arch, the fat lady turned and sung.

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  2011-02-23 18:11:20

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  Lit major. She had a copy of Chaucer in her slender, gentle hand. I'm a scientist and I don't believe in fate, but

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  2011-02-23 18:08:37

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  while continuing to roger poor Boo-Boo, described a preparation for brains and peaches that would make a Top Chef cry in terror. Unfortunately, the Boo-Boo's cries

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  2011-02-23 17:11:55

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  pickled warthog meat. It could be used in a pinch, and was a tradition in the British navy. Peering over the side, barrel at the ready, they

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  2011-02-23 17:08:33

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  The tip of his tail twitched, shaking the floor of the cave. But the distraction held. The dragon was glued to TV; he lived for Oprah, even in re-runs. She was nearly safe, but

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  2011-02-23 17:05:12

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  "What is Anna Karennina", he shouted, hitting the buzzer. Alex gave him a look of pity and he knew he had failed. Public humiliation was nothing new to him, but this

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  2011-02-23 17:01:17

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  Uncle Janni began his story thus, "Θυμάμαι το σπίτι μας ταξίδι από την Τροία. Πήραμε την δρόμος με ολίγους, αλλά δεν είχε καμία τρίμηνα για τα διόδια.". We laughed at

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  2011-02-23 16:35:14

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  It's no wonder the Vikings sailed the world. It beat staying home, silent, cold, eating fucking rotten fish. There were no answers in therapy. His journey would

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  2011-02-23 16:32:01

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  and heard most satisfying "whump". He walked slowly for the dock, settled into the old boat, and rowed slowly away, watching the glow of the fire on the Spanish moss. Today was

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  2011-02-23 16:27:30

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  he wandered into the showers alone with just a towel and a soap on a rope. A joint was passed through the curtain and he took a deep hit. Turning, he

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  2011-02-23 16:22:23

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  right! It's my wall, and my mob. You're the fail whale, you!" Two clicks later, he shut it down to the sound of a faint "Daisy, Daisy, give me your answer, do."

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  2011-02-23 16:16:34

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  take Midge out for drinks. If they could get her drunk enough, another three way was a possibility. She rubbed their smooth plastic and sighed. If only he were like Ken and she

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  2011-02-23 16:12:03

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  And a saddened heat it was. Semi-delicious at best, Stan judged, but he kept on. Once you saddle the soup, there's only one way to go, he said to Sophie. Spork in hand,

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  2011-02-23 15:57:32

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  screamed "Dance, Mario, dance!". The music pounded at him, and he lost his footing on the pile of snail shells. The game is all that mattered and he grabbed for the machine, but

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  2011-02-23 15:54:53

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  it's just a broom closet with a fetid map. There was another click. They seemed to be coming faster. He smelled his own fear. He took the doorknob in his right hand and with

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  2011-02-23 15:52:22

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  Biden, alerted by an aide, logged into the site. His trademark smile fell away as he reached for the phone. "It's me. Find the bastards. Extreme prejudice." He chuckled as he

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  2011-02-23 14:41:06

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  patch. All bud with a left twist." Deep in his chair, Cheney growled. "Turn up the music," Joe said, "Dead for the dead." Cheney's face made what might be called a

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  2011-02-23 14:37:45

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  and the smell of jasmine. That scent would be with me forever. That, and couple of scars. There were raccoons beneath her porch. Our time was short. She watched me

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  2011-02-23 14:33:24

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  that impressed. She feared the cobbler, and most of all the pit and its frogs. She was not a well woman. His threats continued

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