Finished Folds (321—340)
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0the days of his youth. He often looks back fondly at those times, climbing trees with his bare feet and making lemonade with urine and squirrel blood. Those were simpler times.
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3Some called her a prophet for it, others called her a genius. However, most called her a weirdo, because who would in god's name would find it pleasurable to watch a llama
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1all of I sudden I shat a solid brick of pure uranium. Though this may have startled the average man, I was a super man, and as such I decided to use my powers for the forces of
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1His weakness was always Excedrin, and I had a never-ending supply. As long as I keep him stocked, my karate posters can rest peacefully upon my room's walls. The nurses
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1from yet another pickle. She never minded though, Stephen was an attractive man, and the way he did string theory made it all worth it to her. "Where are we going now?" he asked,
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3is a trip down to pound town from a green freak on a metallic fucking boomerang. I kicked him where the sun was currently shining, but shouldn't, before he could respond.
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3an alibi, the previous night she had spent watching Twilight with her eager boyfriend. The detective accepted her story and didn't care for more details, the blond girl was not the
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3"So where are ya headed?", the cab driver asked, peering into his smudged rearview mirror for a quick glance at his passanger. That glance turned into a double take when he noticed
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0would they all find the sad, disgusting truth as to how this 12 year old acquired all of those firearms, crack cocaine, and prostitutes, They never expected that
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1this weird feeling that too much explosive sex could lead to my own death, and not just the deaths of every woman I pair with. "Nothing good comes from Nitroglycerin semen" I said
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4on in rage at his utter necessity to prove his dominance over me, I decided that he was an enemy of mine, and there's only one thing I do to my enemies:
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4the Space Bar which she had just spent a racy afternoon of drinks and anonymous sex in. Pushing the RRR into first gear she zoomed towards the arena through the asteroids raining
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4incoherent phrases stuck together with a glue of pronunciation almost as bad as his own breath. "And how does that make you feel, Mr. Vance?" She wrote 'nutjob' on her pad.
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5Richard couldn't respond, all he could do was sit in the gutter and cry, cry for the lost man love of his life. "Why did Dave take him from me, why!" Drugs took the pain away, and
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1summon the unholy appendages of Sir Edward Scissorhands to combat the duo. Unfortunately to do such a terrible thing, he would first need to gather
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4The circus was like a dream to him; flaming jugglers, juggling flamers, assortment of animals and freaks alike. Maybe it was a dream? He lost the ability to tell between dream and
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7Well it was either that, the new sneakers he was wearing, or his current job as a window washer. "This job is much more eventful when I'm high", he thought to himself while wiping
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0that though scarabs were nothing but harmless beetles, the sociopath in him desired nothing more than to destroy them and all they stood for. Flamethrower in hand, he yelled,
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3dank mancave. The stench of sweat and victory both wafted from his muscular arms as he held his prize firmly. "Necrophilia was both a gift, and a curse" he reminded himself, as he
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0It seemed Zeus wasn't very impressed with the genitalia I so carelessly flapped in his stormy winds, nor the awkwardly long name I had given it. "What a joke!" he scoffed,