Finished Folds (8141—8160)
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1Said the geek. Another tired meeting of the horror revisionists. All these dopes wanted to dilute the power and awe of horror with "backstories" and then you get crap like Twilight
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4showed that she was an INTJ: Introversion, Intuition, Thinking and Judgment. Basically she had the heart of wall socket and the soul of a mandolin vegetable slicer. Slicer? Good
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3was how her head was narrating the Easter Egg Hunt. She was only three but far more intriguing and intelligent that all the residents combined in this mud hole municipality in
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1Janet Jackson for that mammary stunt years ago. It wasn't so much the nudity as the wilted and offensive aeriola that caused the ruckus. The breast was a wadded up oven mitt that
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5rock was impervious to harassment. In frustration he threw it out the window. It cracked the windshield of a black escalade. Five richly dressed hoodlums jumped out. They saw my
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1corporation looking to reverse engineer time machines. Instead it was washing machines, and chores. And that would be it until she bit the dust. Why wait? She threw herself
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2"En mis pantolones," came the voice behind her. She turned around. In the Starbucks chair sitting with his silver studded boots on the table was Antonio Banderas. He winked at
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3cheese. He was such a snob. He wanted one of those Continental European weddings with cashmere wool suits and 1992 Screaming Eagle Cabernet. Instead she'd found a gas station
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0The vampiric goat flew at him. "This is not what I meant by touring the authentic Mexican countryside," he thought. The chupacrabra froze in a tracter beam emitting from a space
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1The limo stopped. Just as planned. Men jumped on the roof. Just as planned. The sky roof shattered. Just as planned. Armed med pointed guns at her. She turned to me, but my sword
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4beast within." She opened the locket. Three numbers: 666. Then she felt the baby kick. At first she smiled. Then realization swarmed around her like voracious piranha. The sulfer
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3because tonight he was going to show them. He checked the leviton ankle pads. Green. He pulled both sonic blasters out. Humming and safety off. He tucked them back in the
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3Pain doesn't bother me until it hurts!" The tormentor blinked like a Rhino. Then giggled. Once. Came at him. Then giggled again. Then he burst out laughing, the tormentor had never
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1and the retaining device had been off for hours. He'd have to call Central and have them mark it. The suns set on opposite horizons. The season of Culmination. How did it all get
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2And the howling wind rushed in. A blur swooped. She was 1 mile off the ground, held onto by Reeve's teeth. He was flying, dressed like superman with a cape on his wheelchair. They
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3her silly flesh flap. "You stupid twit. There are no nerve endings in human brains." She sucked on the welt. She could taste the porky sourness of the brain solution. The robot
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2But the horse would not bite. He could smell her fear through the flour and honey. Her fear that he would reject her. Now that was what got the stallion excited. He controlled this
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3had sold tons of worthless foam crap to idiotic public on slogans like this. Or at least that's what the man said at the bar. He was alone. He was drinking. He was on the clock and
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4nesting micro-bats make love in your skin. The train has a porter who carries a golden back scratcher but you have to answer this riddle in order to have him scratch you. It's old
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3by suffocating him with the sheepskin car seat cover. Just as he opened the door the police cruiser pulled up behind him. "Hey," the cop said with his head out the window. Glen sat