Finished Folds (1701—1720)
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3made its way to my happy trail, a drop of sweat among rivers of blood, but the cute cop didn't notice. Getting peppered by an automatic wasn't my idea of a come-on, but I yearned
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5"Las Palabras Completas" only contained 17 words, but it was Albucon's gift to the world. The selection, the sequence, the texture and scent of the paper, the impress of the type -
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13who raised his black-gloved hand. The waiter came. "Dessert?" Lord Sandwich replied, "Only just desserts. Take Adm Panini to have his suit pressed. I'd like to raise a toast."
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5burrito's altar portrait. Domingo Sifu had taught him much. He got naked and performed antigrav tumbling exercises inside the astroturfed closet. Later, he considered a Cheeto
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0Chortkin struggled to wake up. He was bound and gagged on a waterbed filled with piranhas, and wearing a lace negligee. Putin smirked. "Desire, frustration, danger: these make life
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5ready for him with a pair of nine-inch stilleto heels, one in each hand. Tony backed slowly out of the closet. still furious, but Grace broke into giggles at Tony's slippers --
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5Apparently the convict was not amused by my blithering about the origins of my nickname, so he dashed my head against a handy headstone. "Chapter Two -- I am dead" The End.
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5Jeremy had a time machine and sent himself back before The Singularity to a time when things made sense and people could speak in sentences instead of bobbling around like fish in
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5smartphone gazer or two, but found no sustenance beyond the raw empty calories. The officer on his Segway tried to rally the semi-attentive crowd to combat the monstrosity, but
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5nose-hairs, ever, lest I be beheaded and have my nose chopped off for apostasy. For I knew that my nose had grand ambitions, and I tried to be considerate of the people of earth.
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4moulder in your walls and lungs until all your edifices collapse. One morning my clock-radio woke me with Phil Collins' "In the Air Tonight" but I already knew that Joe Mould-Man
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7After we woke the Kraken, it turned out we were kindred spirits. Never quite sociable at any hour, and certainly not just after rousing. The Kraken and I both liked sardines and
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6Top Ice Sculptor, spritzing me with shavings of a shattered swan. No matter. Van Damme be damned. I had found my glittering black gown for the end of the world. "Everything Must Go
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5importantly a GPS system. But this would have been a distraction which obscured the sublimer senses, the young Henry VIII thought as he groomed his chest hair. His opponent
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1perceive cotton. Someday when their breath and crooning subsided, our so-called common reality might come into focus, but Che would just
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3Chet Varga always tried to be a responsible and buxom member of society. But when at age 58 he suddenly found himself under high-security lockdown for texting while walking, Chet
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3for the few months that remained before everything became criminalized. I was a teen in the 70s, and I wondered what went wrong these past few decades. The people of Earth
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1From their deep wells of flurried stimulation, the audience members who were not texting responded by handing back BLANK cards. Somehow Gene Rayburn anticipated
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6of a sort that Sasquatch had abandoned long ago. Mr. Henderson was just something else to be avoided. Blueberry muffins were just a lure to further mockery and tabloid press. So,
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7my trusty toaster and, as it turns out, some whole-grain intel bread colluded in my demise. But if I'm still posting, why isn't Houdini?