Finished Folds (21—40)
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3was a natty tan number with a pink and black burberry check band. His thinking was that it takes a certain type of man to carry off a hat like that. His thinking was, of course,
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2immensely gratifying. Too often he'd had to settle for a passionless Goldfinger or in one horrifying instance a Thunderball - which required a specialist surgeon to slice off and
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1to trust no one and take it like a man. Throwing caution to the wind I knocked. No answer. Gingerly I pressed against the door. It opened to reveal a disheveled figure on the floor
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2the crunchy crackling on the edge of a succulent pork loin, or the simple pleasure of a month aged ribeye gently rubbed with seasoning before being quickly seared and served blue.
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4If for any reason you are unsatisfied with this product please return to us for a full refund. WARNING: On occasion this product has been connected with cases of: Hangman's croop,
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1. Silence. Even on their best days I had a sneaking suspicion that the vast majority of them would rather be anywhere other than my Spanish class. "Come on! The mysterious mountain
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2perp, pimp or pusher. He had class, depth and integrity. At least so he believed. But today something earth shattering was about to happen to our dear shambling man-beast.
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1was unpacking the last crate he came across an item that stopped him dead. Cradling it by the neck he was suddenly overcome by a wave of painful sentimentality that shook him
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3would have a burlesque act that could blow away the competition both literally and figuratively. Thus began period of intensive rehearsal. Feathers flew and tempers were strained
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3Bagshawe, you were the very making of me!". Almost impercepticably his bottom lip began to quiver, but he stifled it with manful resolve. "Torquil!?" He cried. "Bring me my
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1clambered across the vessel, clinging on for dear life (albeit briefly) until they reached the edge. There, summoning all the courage they had, they tossed themselves off.
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1stood in their boardroom. "Look, I know how much effort it takes to make your product look almost appetizing.". I grinned broadly. "Use my face. This face will sell your burgers.".
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0a steamed Char Siu Pork bun, the mid-competition snack of his nemesis, Dr. Feng. Feng had crushed him on two previous occasions and the smell of the bun transported him back to
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2shunned until now, open access to all curricular and non-curricular events as part of a new all-inclusive learning initiative, many malevolent entities were swotting up wildly.
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2- although looking at it her sense of trepidation grew. Covered in barnacles and rotting, stinking, fetid clumps of kelp... the first mate rested his hand upon her shoulder.
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1from expressing exactly what I felt in that moment. Which, for the sake of my reputation and standards of propriety, was probably for the best. "Just remember", I told myself
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4the possibilities. My 'tache had long been a cause of admiration for men and women alike. No mere slug balancer I, rather a cultivator of the finest fuzzy face furnishing. Waxed,
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1grin and steely glint in her eye. Hunkering down behind her he whispered "Say, I know this may not be the best time - ". "Save it." she said "I've been waiting for this forever!".
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3had a penchant for Stetsons, bootlace ties and unfiltered cigarettes. Having turned his back on Sin City when the last of his chips had literally come down, he dreamed of a life of
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1spurned my advances. The romantic gestures, the flowers, dioramas of bedrooms with little models of her sleeping in the beds, never quite had the effect I'd hoped for. Regardless