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  The teeth were dark yellow with pit holes all around. Not much left to chew food. Leaving the patient to grab a set of dentures I returned to find him gone. He now could

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  2011-04-22 12:46:54

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  who stands on the tracks of Train A turns the hands of time back to 12:00am. "Our passenger needs a refresher course. The only way to make him aware is to rattle the tracks and a"

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  2011-04-20 00:16:35

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  his 15 kids, wife, mules. All as stubborn as him. The title was stomping him. a fresh brewed drink sat by the Smith-Corona typewriter. Ahh, inspiration bubbled out of the top and

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  2011-04-19 17:34:02

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  liars don't tell where the lyres and mandolins are coming from. Afraid the grey wolves will eat their fingers and then never be able to play the instruments. The banjos come out

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  2011-04-15 19:18:46

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  smooth as a prickly pear needle-less leading her thoughts to wonder. His hair moved as she exclaimed

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  2011-04-15 19:14:31

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  on my bathing for a quick run around the picnic table. The mustard and ketchup keep running together and she

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  2011-02-22 00:43:34