Finished Folds (5621—5640)
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2illow licked the sugar off of his fingers, one by one. Calvin felt bad right then that he'd forgotten to wash his hands after using the restroom, but what Miss Wormwillow didn't
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6pork and beans! At that declaration, the vegan bouncers grabbed me by the shoulders and "ushered" me out. Grabbing my spare meatloaf I always kept in my back pocket, I tried
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3in handy...get it? HANDy? (I enjoyed how I could amuse myself so easily.) Kinkos did a good job on my business cards, so now I was ready to launch
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12George continued, "Who suffered a case of glaucoma. So he went to the doc, and...and..." George stopped, stumped in the Limerick Battle. The crowd booed. George suddenly smiled
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7And now for the weather. Tomorrow it'll be raining. The next day it'll be raining. And on Saturday it'll be...you guessed it...raining. How much? No one cares. More vague new
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5something we otter know about. Personally, I think they are constructing the Keystone pipeline without the consent of Congress, but that's neither here nor there. Their dens were
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4k during formal weekend? The stained panty raids? The girls of Zeta Meta Omega were known as the wild ones, but the dean never caught them. That's because
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1pencil." WRONG! I pushed the button and he was sent straight to hell. "Who else wants to play?" I asked the audience, then read what was on my card. "Stewie Ott, come on down!"
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4the spirit of Julia Child, who appeared and directed them to boil the dead man's bones with a pinch of parsley and a dollop of cream. Bon Appetit! Or should I say Bone Appetit?
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4marionette collection...yes, right there in the waiting room at the OB-GYN's office. She was Garfinkling without permission, for the sole purpose of discovering the relationship
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2means I am drinking most of the time. But you would too if you made the mistake of buying a trailor in Death Valley. Nothing I could do but turn my property into a place where
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0I ended up having to bribe Drenon not to blab about my cousin to the media. Ohio residents would never understand how I, Barack H. Obama, could be related to Marx and still
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4I tried my best, but just could not manage to purse my lips into a blowing position. Damn those plastic surgeons! The Andy Griffith Show Whistler understood then that
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5of wax sculpted to resemble Manny BooBoo. "What a motley crue we are," Flammable Goat Boy observed, his mouth stuffed with cheesestix. "We should play poker more often." The musi
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6Diddle diddle dumplin', my son John...went to bed with his treadle on. If I askew what a treadle was, could you say? John's flayrod was now sticking out of his pants pocket and
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5"What kind of royal screw-up did I marry?" Then Camilla laughed at her own joke. Prince Charles' idea of humor was "different," no doubt. For example, one time he hid a whoopie
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1Hardy stabbed Killer Laurel back the only way he could...with words. "So that's what you learned at acupuncture school?" Killer Laurel stumbled back, wounded more deeply than he
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0Then he...chortle...he replaced the chocolate chips with Ex-Lax! Oh Gawd! We were a couple of knuckleheads, that's fo sho. Me an' Charlie, always screwin' around. Until one day
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4The Reader's Digest story caught my eye: 99 Household Uses for Preparation-H. Number one:
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4Redrum. Redrum. Danny doesn't live here anymore, Mrs. Torrence. Dr. Conrad jumped back, shocked at what was coming out of Michael Jackson's finger. Why, why did I ever