Finished Folds (1201—1220)
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3ss was to set up a perimeter to draw the hunters. White tail deer and pheasants would draw them into the kill zone to be ravaged by bears and wolves. The duck militia planned to
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4."Is there a problem?" said the flight attendant. "I'LL SAY!" I braced on the hand rest and kicked out the window. As I flew out, I had personal space at last.
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3om the blotter. "Oh, its you." He rapidly placed the flask in his desk. "I've been looking over your will and you are giving all your money to.. yourself?
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6unaccustomed to the harsh rays of daylight. Lisa had just come out of experimental hibernation. She braced herself on the vault door and peered at the horizon. She overslept.
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4and... Jazz hands! ...Screw the lightbulb ... Wash the window ... Sashay left!... Clap! Clap!... Now right!.. Kids we'll keep doing this if takes all night!
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4a different way of catching a rainbow. I hired four helicopters and large mylar mirrors. If I could trap it, I would be wealthy beyond my wildest dreams! Mhah-ha-ha!
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2Listen! I can give you ten good reasons why your brilliant plan will never work: First, Iowa is a landlocked state.
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3"So this Doctor was who?" said Friedlander. "Yes, exactly" said Sara Jane as she reclined on the chaise. "I see his floppy hat everywhere. Jelly baby?" "This delusion of yours,
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5the pain of human existence?" "No, no!" said the professor. "It is because it is... your BIRTHDAY! SURPRISE!" And there was cake and ice cream and balloons and no more tragedy.
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3I translucent haze brushed past my face. "Don't touch the glass, you'll leave smudges." How was I to know Purgatory had hall monitors? I was ushered to wait in line with the rest
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3Midst the impending chaos, I felt it was high time to make fudge brownies.
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8salt mine. Throckmorton and his wife were 2,000 feet underground. "Crystal Caves! you said! Second Honeymoon! you said!" Her voice reverberated as the tunnel collapsed.
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5I gently laid down her prosthetic arm, glass eye, porcelain bridge, and horse hair wig on the bedroom table. What was left of her slept soundly.
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10k. "Dinnit tink we wuz real digja? Dinnit bother to clap hands to beliv' in us? Well itz payback sista!" Tinkerbell and her gang flew in for the kill. Wendy brought up the Raid.
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6licked the powered sugar off my face which mixed with my salted tears. I fell into his embrace and nibbled tentatively on his handlebar mustache. Waves crashed as we
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10wishing there was some water with all this sand. (I miss surfing.) Some dude called me Muad'Dib or something. Man its hot, diary. Giant worms approaching. This bites. Gotta go.
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4ed the bus driver constantly. Mel, who worked the late shift, wished Zoe would stop with the questions. "Does the lines in the road lead us or do we just follow as fated?"
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3So far the number has been 12,061. When I was young, star counting was just a hobby of mine. Now, I am obsessed. I wish I could sleep but my eyes twitch heavenward. 12,062...
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3And clink onto the metal catwalk below. Several of Blofeld's minions stopped their progress on the missile and looked up. James smiled sheepishly and ducked.
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7Dave leaned back in his patio chair and looked at the blank screen. This used to be a Drive-In. This was the exact spot he met Dottie. Good Days. He finished his burrito.