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As they neared the Black Tower, tornado shrieking, one of the airmen murmured sardonically to another, "Maybe it's the Dark Tower, I feel like I'm in a Stephen King... whoa! What -
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I circled the enormous tank slowly, mumbling semi-coherently under my breath about those "damned hedonistic dolphins", earning some strange looks from various SeaWorld employees.
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The really trippy thing about Folding Story is watching an idea mutate, line by line. By the time this story gets all the way to the end, it will probably be about flying purple
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"INCOMING!"
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Every day for an hour, she stared at the crystal apple, willing it to move, melt, burn, shatter... anything. And every day it sat glimmering, mocking her... every day until today.
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shouted, waving his wings comically in the smoky air. "What!?" Henry yelled back at the penguin. "Your source is telling you that BATMAN will be the winner of the Superbowl?"
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the Moon is a holographic projection created as part of a massive conspiracy to disguise the fact that ocean tides are really caused by aliens. However, the government refuses to
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in some sort of adult-themed fanfiction, aren't we?" Ron looked her up and down with a lascivious gleam in his eyes and said, "Well, let's make the most of this then, shall we?"
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had developed a strange addiction to sunlight. My mother tried to make me stay inside, but I claimed that I couldn't as I was now heliotropic. At this she just backed away slowly.
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"Justin Bieber, Barney the Dinosaur, and Captain Crunch must work together in order to save the world from an evil toaster? You're clearly insane, just get out of here," they said.
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I would not like snakes on a ship, I would not like snakes on a plane!" Just then, Samuel L. Jackson appeared from thin air, but was soon blocked from view by the Censorship Squad.
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Roy, who has webbed fingers and a tail... I'd like to see her decode his DNA. That should be an interesting challenge. Oh no, here she comes with that stupid machine again... I'm
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started taking anabolic steroids. The whole school began to simultaneously develop 'roid rage', second-graders ran through the hallways stabbing people with sharpened pencils. Soon
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to his copilot; having slept through most of Chemistry class, he was blissfully unaware of the fact that the hydrogen which filled the Hindenburg was extremely flammable. He handed
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is covered in genetically modified leeches. I'm surprised you haven't noticed..." I nearly fainted. "What??" I shouted, flailing my arms. "I thought that river was chlorinated!"
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clapped his hands in delight. Then he realised that they meant to make Spam Fiesta Salad out of *him*. Grabbing his scimitar, Spam Baby decapitated the King's personal chef, then
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in the corridor, watching as the maneater eviscerated the apoplectic Mr. Oates with a rusty spoon and thinking, "He really should have let *me* make the holiday arrangements."
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the commotion and shouted, "Shut up! I'm trying to meditate!" But soon he too became overpowered by the urge to dance, and started dancing a jig. Suddenly the
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joined Ms Violet and Baby Blue in a victory celebration, shaking the crystallised lead from their clothes and opening some champagne... "Merry Christmas everyone!" they shouted.
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was my mother's best friend. "Stop!" I shouted. "It's... um... a bomb!" Not realising that the bomb squad would arrive to defuse a box full of sex toys.