Finished Folds (3321—3340)
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2As hauled off by the political correctness police. I watched helplessly. Memorial Day was coming up again three years later and a tribute to Major Ash was planned by Major Maple.
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5Curds and whey, Ghandi style, in a white bowl. Mother Goose offered a spoon and napkin. "Thank you", Ms. Muffet said. It was the best breakfast in a long time.
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4Y never!", the cat reminded me. A golden finger pointed the way to hell and the cat refused to go. Dr. No was ready to start a new chess game. The missiles were positioned already.
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1Anxiety over a strange language and lack of shade in the heat. He had forgotten his hat! There were no flights to the other Georgia until tomorrow. Where were the taxis? None there
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6Entered the room, I felt the energy shift. "Hiya!", she said as she took off her jacket and boots. It was pouring outside and one saw what looked like a million umbrellas below.
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4At age ninety, she had to take a lot of tablets daily. There was her husband there to help her out. He reminded her about valium at 9pm. Nothing else mattered. Her feet hurt too.
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2Using furniture I cannot find anywhere else. They no longer have anything in the same place as before. Why must they confuse customers! What happened to customer service? It had
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4Eating contest. She liked the meat stew her owner made once a week. It had the best beef or chicken available, with home grown tomatoes. She ate the meat first, of course. Then
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2He looked again, it was demanding he go to the doctor. "Now!", he said. Where was the phone number when he needed it? He had to find his address book. Where was it? Argh!
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2That was easier said than done. There was a Botox shortage. It made the news on the mainstream media. The anchors seemed spooked at the mention of a Botox shortage, it was popular.
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3Sounded outside and the food police banged on the door. They polished off everything. We had to cook all over again. What the hell? "They were hungry", the female voice said.
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3"We have separate practises. We have different specialties." That was true. One of us was a shrink. "That is a stressful occupation." I agreed. Ever since 2001, our business soared
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1Ealed that Squawker, like AJ, was getting up there in age and who knows how many more clutches of eggs he could lay with Nona, who had already produced 150 eyases. These three now
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1I noticed this other dude had the same problem. We were all sitting on a bench in central park, foraging for ideas to be used in folding stories. There were too many to mention.
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1This was not to be an easy folding story to start, but they seem to get better as they develop, until line ten. That's often the best line of all, I have noticed. This is line two!
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2"Paranoid" while on the Broadway bus heading north to the Vietnamese business district. Everyone looked at me as if I was crazy. The driver was entertained by it all, since he was
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1Paint, he created his masterpiece, using robots made from kitchen junk found in his grandmother's barn. There was no limit to this project, given the plethora of kitchen junk he
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3Willing he would live to finish the book, however many chapters it had. It took 25 years to finish 10 chapters! That was on December 1st, not Easter. How peculiar that the title
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3Because the truth police lacked a sense of humour.they were over the top. I had to return to bagging groceries and drop my clown act. All was better after that, need I say.
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2Ed. He was on his way to a rally and was writing his next speech with his cat helping him by giving it her sniff of approval. All morons had to stay in the back or leave. That was