Finished Folds (1—8)
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3Course said that would be fine, but didn't know how FDR was going to grow wings. FDR printed some more money, "does this help?" "No, but it makes me feel better."
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1"NOOO!" I vowed revenge on whomever brought this shame upon me. Then I called mom. "Mom! You'll never believe what happened."
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3"That's when I walked out. It just didn't feel right for the character. He should have shook the guy's hand, bought him a calzone and talk out their problems. He's very sensitive."
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5None of th believed this was actually happening. So they all nodded as one, but said nothing. They then picked up sticks and beat the master habitually from that day forth.
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3Guess you could never put that much stock into your audience. As long as you can perform, they couldn't care less about you. Then they wanted an autograph. It is what it is.
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1Children." I took a step back. "I won't let you harm them." The stranger paused, "you misunderstand, Beatrice." "Beatrice? My name's Ginny."
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3And thought he could have done a better job. These weak minded underlings could do nothing right. That's why he was rich and they were screwed. He spoke through the megaphone,
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4Knew that a corny joke couldn't make up for the betrayal. She was shocked. "I'm sorry. The doctor said I had to. I'm lactose intolerant." She just stood in the doorway, in tears.