Finished Folds (1—20)
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1and she had no patience for morose people like him. She ended Psulus’ life just like she did with the previous guy. She killed him with lots of love and kindness.
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1and she had no patience for morose people like him. She ended Psulus’ life just like she did with the previous guy. She killed him with lots of love and
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0“My junk is pristine, you blind old bat!” In my indignation, I whirled around, but no witnesses were there in the audience to marvel at all of my naked glory.
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0“My junk is pristine, you blind old bat!” In my indignation, I whirled around, were witnesses in the audience to marvel at all of my naked glory.
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0“My junk is pristine, you blind old bat!” In my indignation, I whirled around, wishing that there were witnesses in the audience to marvel at all of my naked glory. The cleaning
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2individuals, but he was a survivor. Prepping was his hobby, and he knew that his skills will be useful in the impending apocalypse that was going to happen. Pandemics with viruses
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3“Heavens,” she dreamily murmured as she put on her headphones. She scrolled through her lofi calm playlist of music before picking the right tune for the moment. Nothing chaotic
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2a magnificent toss that careened into the limo car passenger compartment. But it didn’t explode - just smouldered into a dense fog of smoke and extremely pungent aromas. All of
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4cleaning nightmare realized. I clutched at my fading chest pain and wiped a hand over my face. “Great,” I muttered. “All I wanted in my life: endless glitter and sparkles”.
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2blaring feedback and static. The octopus squirmed around, flinching at the sound. “Rules are made to be broken!” I suddenly declared and brandished a sharp seafood knife. It was in
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3But how can we tell if a revealed secret is a truth or a lie? Because I am skilled at the devious art of lying by telling the truth. I named this skill as paltering.
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4Because my cuteness is a weapon that is beholden to no-one living, except to me. A slight tilt of my chinny-chin-chin, a coy glance to the side, holy mackerel, no-one can abide
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2not lines of people waiting to be punched by you. If everything could be taken literally, then I think everything would make more sense even when you're inebriated. Even algebra.
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4I pretend that their arrogance & condescension doesn't bother me. My sunny disposition cloaks my true feelings. It's true that I warble out "Have a nice day!" all of the time, but
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11Until some lord named Wellington came onto the scene and designed better boots to wear in the rain. Once the Queen knighted and named a pastry after Wellington, Kenny's name was no
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5"Aw, thanks, pal. I could always use a chew." The small creature held out his palm to receive the gum, but promptly dropped it. "Darn it! I'm all thumbs here!" He bent over to pick
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2the fire crackled hot and bright enough to sear the experience into my mind. My eyes teared as I turned my head from the sky and faced the burning conflagration that threatened
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3Democratic dip, although the people's favoured choice, tends to spoil quickly with its tendencies towards corruption, but nothing can compare to the taste of anarchy.
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4meets girl, girl loves boy, boy loves girl, girl meets girl, girl loves girl, girl leaves boy, boy hates world, boy blames girl, boy meets boy, boy
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2Kopi Luwak or cat poop coffee is widely known as the rarest, most expensive coffee in the world. Retail prices have reaches as high as $80 a cup. Wow. It’s also the world’s rarest