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  a bad 1980s sitcom - except without the canned laugh track. I went about my day, wistfully thinking that it would be more interesting if filmed before a live studio audience. But,

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  2011-01-27 00:19:12

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  the anal beads he borrowed from his boss. Reminding himself to run them through the dishwasher again with Cascade Complete. He asked a stranger for a toothpick in order to dislodge

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  2011-01-27 00:18:51

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  refrigerator, ironically held up with a "rare earth" magnet. Right beside it was a hideous scrawl/drawing made by Olivia, that little spoiled brat that lived across the street.

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  2011-01-27 00:10:27

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  added vowels to his name in order to pass for a minority so he could "take advantage" of affirmative action programs. Born Robert Parent, he was now Roberto Parente, a faux Latino.

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  2011-01-27 00:06:53

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  make due. That was his way. He began the project, slightly thankful the topic was "Deadwood" and not "The L Word" - which would be impossible to write about due to his current

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  2011-01-27 00:03:28

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  had a farmer's tan that really emphasized the wiry black back hair which was uncommon on most women, but ran rampant in her family. She pulled a semi-warm Coors light out of her

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  2011-01-27 00:00:10

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  a name that led to much ridicule in grade school. That's why he started going by "Bud." Which fit, since he was also a stoner .. a stoner with a craving for date pinwheels.

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  2011-01-26 23:57:25

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  a wad of toilet paper and stuffed some up each of her nostrils to staunch the stench. It worked, sorta. Then, she grabbed her firearm; it was back to business.

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  2011-01-26 23:52:30

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  in a bottle rocket and shot it off - aiming at her ex-finace's penthouse garden. Bullseye.

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  2011-01-26 23:49:21

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  started typing his newest Brady Bunch fan fiction, gulping down his lunch as visions of Eve Plumb danced in his head. This one would be better than the Sam/Cousin Oliver slash fic

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  2011-01-26 23:47:14

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  swallowed. Suddenly sound lost all meaning as he soon realized he could no longer breathe. Nor, could be cough up the wriggling lump lodged in his throat, blocking air passage.

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  2011-01-26 23:42:24

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  the titillation factor of this euphemism appealed to the prurient interests of the breast-obsessed straight male reader. Satisfied with her "handiwork" with the melons, she

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  2011-01-26 23:39:36

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  But what she didn't realize was the Chinese manufacturer of the seat cut corners; a cheap tanning agent reacted with the fresh urea, causing an epoxy that melded skin to leather.

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  2011-01-26 23:36:22

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  showed off the latch-hook rugs they started at summer camp. Lincoln pretended to care, scratching his beard, wondering to himself if anyone ever finished those things.

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  2011-01-26 23:31:34

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  constipation." He gulped as he heard the snap of rubber glove

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  2011-01-26 23:26:22

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  After he grew to maturity, be gutted her and baked her meat into delicious pot pies, which he fed to the first paying guests at his lovely Cape Cod bed and breakfast. This is why

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  2011-01-26 23:12:14

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  caverns deep in the ocean with Cthulhu, waiting for the stars to align so they could awake and devour humanity. The Old Ones - like all elderly - mighty or not, were always a lttle

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  2011-01-26 23:08:20

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  They were out of Oreos at the grocery, but he didn't mind.

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  2011-01-26 22:57:30

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  party favors. The kids wouldn't expect that in their huge goodie bags, now would they? She smiled to herself and thought of all the phone calls from parents she'd receive.

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  2011-01-26 22:53:53

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  It'll probably be her yelling at him, "Hey, stop staring at my vag. My eyes are up here, buddy," that will do the trick. He was always caught crotch watching on the job, which made

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