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And by god, did he eat. The mayor shoveled spaghetti into his maw with the fervor of a man long starved. Noodles and sauce stained the lapels of his wrinkled shirt, -
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knee deep in the swamps of Kuwait with nothing but an empty chili pot on my head and a colon full of gas. The enemy would never see me coming, but they would smell it.
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a donkey does during it's first mating season. Yes, FoldingStory has given me a thoroughly invigorating aromatic experience, and I'm sure that other websites also have
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with the record "Sgt Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band" within. I brushed off the sand and cranked that baby up, taking me back to the good old days. The desert sun beat down , but
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then the age-old tradition of aural sex. With a sniff, a jump, and a wiggle of his tail, he "hopped right in", much to the bliss of the
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Sense of direction was a little off and he had an irritating trait of nosiness. Just minding your own business, and suddenly Moses comes in with his "thou shalt not"'s and his
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then decided to stop speaking like I was a character from clockwork orange and more like a rational human being. The items I had grabbed all went to waste as I
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far, far away from the African savannah of her dreams. The walls whispered to her, warning of coming deals at the local waffle house. Two for one breakfast special? She had to esc
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supply. Jam tried to change the subject, so I asked Toast to give it to me straight. According to him, the best I could hope for is at least 5 years, and a parole-on-rye. It was
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once again, that unbearable hunger that only provocative chocolate can satisfy. So Daddy done did it again, eating that playboy bunny, and mommy
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Like the crusaders of old, I plunged headfirst into the metaphorical east which was my nose. My resolve was strong, and my pinky finger an unquestioning soldier in this "holey" war
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and plunged my arms elbow deep into the vat of chili, receiving the item hidden within. Now, before any protests could be made, I
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an amazing walrus beast, skilled in all matters of bakery and human resourcing. Yes, it was just as the legends foretold,
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just happens to specialize in human facial graphing. step in, press a button, and bam! You can look just like Pamela Anderson.
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remains of both he and their third cousin (twice removed). It bears mentioning that, while cannibalism is naturally frowned upon,
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I know not why I denied her my assistance. Perhaps, in some twisted, god-denying way, I was glad at the prospect of her death. As she took her last gasps, I knew.