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Heinz and had them send several cases of their best dills. And all those popsicle sticks I had saved since third grade would come in handy in this new venture. Milk Maid was the -
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dexterity. in this new century car manufacturers had understood people want to actually drive in a reclining state and had adjusted the pedals and steering columns. So I ate
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and out stepped Dick Cheney. He had just been to Bethesda for an artificial heart upgrade, and he said to me, pointedly, "how's your Aunt Betty, anyhow? She's a helluva dame."
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going to teach them a thing about goat, teen boy, and goat-boy etiquette. "And dammit, pick up that mess," I said. "The pottery is bad enough, but grandpa's ashes need to be
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and started to sniff at that big baggie of white powder. The cops could come for me, but I would be able to talk my way out of anything, at something like 5000 words a minute.
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had gone to Archie McPhee's website like I told him to. Now he wouldn't be standing there with an ineffective extinguisher, thinking of Robert Duvall cuing "Ride of the Valkyries"
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them basking in their newfound love, but in the reflection of the Newbury Comics window I could also see the cold glint of the barrel of the .357 their pusuer was raising to take
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rough role-playing. "That spleen could pop at any time, and I want you intact, whole." At least until I get you to meet my mother. A second opinion was definitely in order.
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stiff-armed the sleepy stoner who he had been following and took off in chase. This was some weird game of Ultimate they were engaged in, and as he closed in on disk and quarry,
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the right mixture of countervailing drugs we might just make it through the night. Concerts like this were hard to
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the end, finally, having gotten more jewel sand from the monks at Wisdom's Goldenrod. He kept whistling that angry tune
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Bart. She wanted, with irony, to name it "Bark," or maybe "Stay," in order to confuse the beast. Still she named me Brad
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deep funk like this? Those kernels just get stuck in your teeth, making you even more despondent. But it popped on
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those little butterfly bandaids to hold his nostrils open at night, anyway. They kept him from annoying his partner as
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sorry soul who had gone into the club looking for something and come out finding something very different. (S)he leered
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these thugs had become tiresome. Sure, there were plenty of diversions amid the trash but I didn't need that gun here
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to take the cat by the tail and swing it, hard, round and round your head until you launch it deep into the backyard.
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-- such were the travails of the confectioner's son. It made no sense sometimes, and cream -- whipped, folded, curdled,
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That was the last we saw of that infernal character. Or so we thought, until one day, heartburnt, he arrived back to
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I had a form of anxiety that expressed in dope-slapping the forehead, and every time he said that, Steve deserved