Finished Folds (181—200)
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0Immediately assessing the situation and noticing an opportunity for advancement, MZ, one of the cocktail girls, led him past the baccarat alcove and he sure cooled that table down.
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4Venus said, "I'm sure I wouldn't know. Nice you're showing more leg again, but we all thought you were dead. BTW, if Apollo invites you to Frisbee golf, find a way to decline."
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2it cut through me, but I was sentenced to live. "Still water runs deep," my father once said in my defense, but ours was more like the water from Devil's Lake. I tried to
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3The Sons of Articulation gave Kansas a good beat-down. But the SOA were a bunch of idiots, thought The Sons of Memory. "You'll be gone more than one, dimwit apologizers!" declaimed
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1this makes me look fat?" He knew this was coming, but felt unprepared. "No, my dear – it's all that beer and pizza. But look, honey, the God of the slow cooker made you fine just
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6turned out to be rather respectable, and I would quite agree with Jackie that anything more would be none of your damn business," said Bill as he skewered Clive with
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2He had obtained the seeds from Millicent Chalmers, who had a reputation as an archaeosophist and a nutcase. "Sambrozar, the elder brother of Balthazar, died before he could bring
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3"Ah, so this is what the onion foretold the other day," thought Marta as she rang the police. "No way I'm cleaning this mess up, though." The corpses of Boris and the pizza guy
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5Which was strange, because they lived in Leeds. Unfortunately their party-master Gaz fell for the "Snorting Coked-Up Thames Eels Challenge" and that didn't go too well for him.
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6your marbled meat into my heart; I would lick your pimply cheeks -- but then I would take you for a ride down the dark canals and hidden abysses of my true self. I didn't expect to
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6I would dream of trackless deserts, abandoned ruins, and other worlds completely free of the cloying mental brambles of the human busybodies I so despised. Such cruel dreams, for
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3Sure, calm indifference might have made the writhing ball grow bored and leave to find someone else to batten upon, but I was panicking by then. I ran into a crowd of phone zombies
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5and suddenly you find some geezer's hand gripping your throat and moving you from side to side so he can get a good look, then he tells you the best wine is in the cellar, and you
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3Marco came to visit him in his little apartment while he was still formulating his plan. "My dear," said the Pope, "I brought you some holy water, and some cookies I baked myself."
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3Roasted baby kaiju had been my specialty for years. Once started I had to finish, this one last time. Pepper spray, honey and sesame mist, and roasting together. This is correct.
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2had spent their dues on hall rental, so they took the bus downtown. They had to contend with the Brotherhood of Manspreaders, who quietly interlocked their legs. The Lasagna League
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14after some tiresome false modesty and further self-mythologization, eventually admits to trying to keep the story going, but not as well as StoryFascist or this next folder, who
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3his robolover Hans K0P3K could sing like that, even though Hans had the latest deepsong module. Even later, during the premier of Westworld 3, the blue-haired K-pop boy haunted him
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2son the old-fashioned raw primal organic way that had been our heritage, or would I slaughter a bunch of perfectionistic CRISPR ninnies when I got out of ER? Time would tell.
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4Using just his tongue, Mr. Amaze-O pushed his exploding cigarette up his left nostril, but that was it. Blaine swallowed his cig and somehow ejected it from his navel just in time.