Finished Folds (561—580)
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2Nine days later, it was a different story. Much different than only nine days could explain. The rabbit had pulled him into the hat & fed him fan mail from some flounder. His tiny
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2by the BSOD.bmp demon. A bitmap image of the Blue Screen of Death that used up all the memory on that 5 inch floppy and the script that overwrote the operating system with itself.
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4What I don’t like is that boyfriend of hers, Jacko. He is a big lumbering oaf with more muscles than brains. He is always kicking sand in my face on their way by. She gives me a pi
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6"This is Mick Taylor. He's Brian's replacement. Don't get too chummy with him, he won't be here for long. That right Mick?. Mick looked at his new bandmates & shrugged, "Whatever."
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3darning her pox ridden face. "Darn this pox ridden face," she was fond of saying. There, she just said it. Right on time to continue our tale. The little witch looked at her just
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2fights in the abattoir." Sarah mock pouted a moment, then smiled. "What else," she teased Dylan while throwing him a muffin. "Well, I could spank the monkey for your parents."
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1come and gone and left the public feeling fleeced and violated. Not so my creations. Automatons who deciphered Heidegger and Derrida squared and makes a mean BLT. Seriously, take
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2her groceries. It tasted like last week's groceries and didn't smell any better. When he got to the Russian salad dressing he'd had his fill and begged off. He gathered his clothes
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2He had Greeks in amphoras playing tiddly winks with Norwegian Lutefiskwive's tableware. Mandarins playing Chinese Checkers with Tibetan Dead Heads. Geopolitical hell. The cinemas
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1for her Aunt Flo to leave the insurance decisions to the kids. It just sounded like howling to her neighbors. They all knew if was from her apartment but feared the park even more.
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1"I hardly get a chance to cook when I am at sea," explained Cecil the sea lion. "Sometimes I am lucky and can whip something up in a split second over a hot vent in the sea floor.
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1that I'd reminded her of that day at the Polytechnical Gymnasium that she had cursed out a street cat for being a dead soul without a penny to its name. That cat had scratched out
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4they stumbled upon hidden alimony deep in the entrails of the Earth. Hades, being also Dis, dismissed it as a paltry sum. Persephone, being in a contrarian mood, insisted & the nam
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1"Of the two Hangman 518 runs circles around Goose Island 312 but they are both piss compared to Witch's Brew #9, the Love Potion," observed the Sphinx to my unspoken question. How
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2to her ability to not play the piano. She still had that. For the first two years she complained of her wrist being wired from all the caffeine leeching from her coffee hand. On
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3in our birthday suits. The Prime Minister wrote it in cursive. At first we were outraged. Then Sven pointed out that we now had carte blanche to explore London in the nude.
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2Stop scratching each other's heads. Go get a room and you can scratch each other's asses, for all I care, but for now this is a place of business. Please conduct yourselves."
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1"How about a brewski," Bert asked Tuco who was picking his teeth with a Bowie Knife. Tuco took the beer offered and then shot Bert in the spleen. Bert was used to it so he didn't
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3But her message fell softly & did not alight the secret corners of the heart of this Baby Killer. Where some saw a gagoo gooing infant, Maya saw the hellfire & despair that was on
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3pictured me tying his shoes in my mind. I saw the fanfare & the hoopla. Then I saw the aftermath. The teasing. Everybody asking me to tie their shoes. "No, but I'll teach you how."