Finished Folds (221—240)
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3thumbs. She had been born with 2 each of index fingers, ring fingers, and pinkies on one hand, and 4 middle fingers on the other. Dr. Bird did a surgery to normalize her hands.
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3went back to his first love, Set Design. Lary did well building sets for TV shows like, McKeever and The Colonel, and movies, Frankenhooker and The Ghost in the Invisible Bikini.
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3my ticket to Hollywood, and an Oscar win; I didn’t want to prematurely ejaculate myself to fame, but… The Space Angels weren’t going to be easy to find, and time was running out.
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12container of macaroni salad on Salazar’s infected bedsores; Salazar, roused from a fevered sleep, hurled expletives at her, snatched a shotgun from under the mattress and shot.
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3“Aren’t you satisfied with 6 wives? She tested, and he reacted, “There are 7 days in a week. And, 7 is a lucky number.” They wed at St. Ives; she received a sack filled with 7 cats
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4string-puppet, my arms, and legs flapping about; I reddened with humiliation, people started giggling. “Unhand me!” I shouted to the beanstalk; the vegetative think ray let me go.
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2used for ID purposes; if your blood alcohol level is below 0.08%, you won’t be admitted to the class. Algebra for the Inebriated is taught by Elwood “Skunk” Baxter, Drunk Emeritus.
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5in my irritable bowels, I suppress a cyclone of arrogance & condescension that would traumatize even the more tolerant people in the office. After today, the asshole ME takes over.
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3and all hell broke loose, strawberry sauce streams; chocolate fudge lagoons. Cowboy Cletus by-passed the pineapple chunks & whipped cream. Then he ate the Banana Split Bunch raw.
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2are Robin Robbin’s Robins because they used to live with Robinson Robinson, at which time they were called Robinson Robinson’s Robins. Robin Robbins took Robinson Robinson’s Robins
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2fondle myself while whistling the “Andy Griffith Show” theme song. My brother isn’t coming; Mr. Hitchens is nearby. I call for Bowser; he comes from a smart breed, but he’s a pup.
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3--hold on, wait a second—we’ve already reached the zygote stage without a single mention of the winning swimmer, the one that knocked and was admitted, the stud, Stanley Spermass.
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2fat, drunk, Reddish-purple, dress-wearer, despite the fact she didn’t want to, nor did she even slightly care about him; he did give her an allowance though, so that meant a lot.
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3irregularity relief?” The godlike creature leering from the bottle label looked like Morgan Freeman snorting x-lax from a toilet bowl while shouting, “The cocaine of immortals.”
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8day, and each day, from the same veranda, he pissed into his neighbor’s chimney, rousing a row with the man who was having a roll with his ugly Beryl. “Fetch me a scotch, Scott,"
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5Then came the harsh realities of the 2nd Dark Age, the Age Less than Mediocre: The Age of Blanked Out: Tao Blaut. All of it financed by the Human Projekt under the auspices of
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3stomped a few feet more, stopped and turned; he tossed and flailed his arms above his head. Mercifully, his sexually candid lingo was unclear from that distance. She waved & smiled
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4: You do not Slurp the Soup. The second rule of Soup Club is: You do not Slurp the Soup. Third rule of Soup Club is: If someone yells "Stop slurping the freaking Soup,” do it!
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4But, alas, being creative all the way to the end, he lurched up from the snow, brushing it from himself as he stood; he faced the frosty angry mob, raising a hand to hold them back
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3World was free from those buggy-eyed, steroid-using, Martian bastards.; it truly was Independence Day. Things went back to normal: Trump called it his greatest accomplishment.