Finished Folds (2621—2640)
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8, Kwik Twip gas station. I slammed my car through the racks of Twinkies and Little Debbie Snack cakes. "Pink Sno Ball Stat!" I yelled at the top of my lungs. The cashier asked if
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5wearing the pa that said "Saturday" on a Monday could be seen for the ground. The fireman in the cherry picker looked up, "Living for the weekend?" "Just get me down!"
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5Critics are praising this folding story. "The Greatest Story Ever Told!" says the Hollywood Reporter. "You couldn't see that end coming!" says Rolling Stone. 'In a world where
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1For Nixon was fixin' to be mixin. Dick's win was when they got the picks in. But the fix was in and they got their licks in. He was at wit's end.
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4At about 2 am the traffic cams started blinking out. It began on the highways and went to the crosstown like a virus. Our news team was blind. Then our switchboard lit up.
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4They looked into each others eyes as they lit the unity candle in the apse. A ceiling fan kept blowing it out. Was this a sign from God? They had borrow a zippo from Uncle Zeek.
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5We broke up after five years of courtship. I decided to write a novel about how he ruined my life. It became a bestseller and a blockbuster movie entitled, "My Boyfriend Sucks!"
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4someone had thrown a slice up on the ceiling. It just stayed there the entire lunch period. People made bets when it fall down. The next day, the pizza was still there. I wondered
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5his dad from a pulpit he had installed in his living room. "Get away from me heathen and for pennace clean thy room child!" His dad's strict moral code helped later in life when he
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3"Carpre Diem!" I always say. Which is Latin for "Die Carp Die!" Never liked the fish. I would start out the morning berating them in nearby streams. Dead eyes stared back.
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4. I knew the robbers would understand the depth of tones and appreciate the balance of negative space. The rest of populance never "got" my fakes. I was a connoisseur to the con.
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1. I played a game of darts and since nobody was there, drafted another pint. The strom sirens were wailing and I could here the roar of the surf. Pickled eggs? Don't mind if I do.
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4weather. She liked to drive her scooter to Mrs. Lovett's pie shop for the best pies in London. She would purchase two and eat one on the run and one at home, quite delectable.
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4I looked at my box of Grape-nuts. They didn't have any grapes or nuts in it. It didn't even have a mascot like Cookie Crisp. No prize inside either. Disappointed.
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2I looked at my box of Cookie Crisp. It's first mascot was Jarvis the Wizard, then it was a cop, and a burgler. The burglar had a dog. Now the dog is the only mascot and a wolf. Huh
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3"Now, eyes focused on me. Keep your ams out from your sides as far as you can. The rope is right in front of you. Take it easy. Breathe. I said DON'T LOOK DOWN!"
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3back beats. Sure enough, I hooked some Jabber Jaw on the end of my line. "Yo, this is Mack the Knife makin' it real in the deep blue yo. Werd to me MC Davy Jones." I threw it back.
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5over your shoulder as you read this story. Could the particles in the Golfark Device, send your consciousness to an altered stage of reference? You feel edited from the narrative.
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2and still he couldn't sleep. The busted neon sign flashed "HOT" through the blinds. The air conditioner was also busted, so he went out into the downpour, feeling busted.
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1Sketch. He decided to make the best of it and carried it in a suede case. When people on the bus asked what he was twiddling the knobs for, he said it was his new IPad.