Finished Folds (1—6)
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2gorging it's acorn filled belly on my eyeballs, the tree-climbing rodent exclaimed "Who's useless now eh? You're going to need me with out those two peepers, chump!". Falling down
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4without volition, they vomited a wonderfully eclectic mix of violet goop all over the seats, well and truly violating any chance of selling the car.
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4"Hot!" he screamed, brown streams of freshly ground Peruvian caffeinated goodness tracking lines down his soggy excuse for a face. "Serves you right!" I admonished in my sternest
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4"Thou shall not be broken!" they called. And so it was, and so it ever has been. And from that day, in that sunny little Palmdale, nothing was broken again.
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2would whoop their wrists so fast they'd forever stay the right side of the law - that is to say, our side of the law."
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2Nose running a half-a-mile an hour, you stumble over to your concoction, this last chance to cure your disease, you chug the lot, rum, acid and all in one big gulp.