Finished Folds (101—116)
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1fake farting noise possible. I mean a real ripper. Yes! She looked around. Her attention was distracted from that twinkie and it was time to make my move.
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5Not the BEATLES Beatles, but The Beat1es... spelled with a 1 instead of the L. They were as despicable a cover band as anyone had ever seen, which is why the women were screaming.
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10Mr. Snake, Judge Monkey ruled in favor of himself and fined them all 100 bananas. It was great to be the judge.
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4But he was never one for prolonged introspection. He quickly whipped out a bouquet of passion flowers and thrust them toward her with a grin and a grunt.
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5But because of your excellent spelling, punctuation, and grammar." Mr. Faithful knew something was fishy then. He'd always been an atrocious speller.
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1Maryanne thought she was being clever. She hated that pink coat more than anything. And the dog, too, come to think of it. But he wasn't fooled. "In that case, hand over the
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3For a moment I thought the bench might break, but after a few alarming cracks of protest it calmed down. It was actually kind of nice to just sit here and enjoy
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5inside the car. The back window was good and smashed, the spiderweb cracks covered in saliva and blood from the impact of the horrible creature's muzzle.
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3Thank goodness I bought that new broom and dustpan yesterday. "I must be psychic or something," I thought smugly, barely ducking in time as a salad plate whizzed past my head.
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3Until that fateful day that I've managed to suppress all these years. As for Eshemel... well he can't suppress anything anymore. But I'm getting ahead of myself.
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3pickled Barbie Flesh!" I had to laugh a little at that. Everyone knew that Barbie was served poached or broiled or fried, but never pickled. Plastic just doesn't take to brine very
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2But that's what you get when you fall for a Lego Minifig Princess Leia (with bun hairdo). I threw Teddy at the Evil One (that's what we were calling him), and to my surprise
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2I had completely forogtten that these people's biggest taboo was the number three. "No, no, I meant twice upon a time! TWICE!" I waved my arms in protest, but it was too late.
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4I began my pre-fight good-luck ritual: stomping five times, spinning in place, and yelling "In A Gadda Da Vida" at the top of my lungs. Finally I was ready to rumble.
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3Heron crouched behind the stack of wooden crates and tried to focus on the scene just ahead of her. It was hard to concentrate with all the gunfire going on, but she knew this was
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1the cat threw up on the throw rug then dashed out of the room as if to deny any claim to the fuzzy mess. But that hairball would play a pivotal role in the tragedy to come.