Finished Folds (721—740)
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5, she pounced hungrily. Within moments, poor Pizza Face was destroyed. He was only a torso! The bride, now covered in sauce & anchovies, returned to the altar. "Carry on!" she
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6engine. "Aw, the hell with it!" I muttered & stepped inside the machine. The door slid shut & a female voice spoke. "Welcome! My name is Florence & I'll be your guide through time.
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6came from. "It's me again," I replied. "This time, I WILL stare you down and enter the chamber!" The eye laughed (if you can imagine that) & it's pupil dilated in anticipation.
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3what she hoped would make sense of all the meaningless drivel: "Seek ye the answers among the secrets written here...for if you find them, you'll hold the key to all wisdom."
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5and pose for the clicking cameras. "Adorable!" "Sooooo CUTE!" "OMG! Have you ever...??!!" Ling Ling, with all the compliments, grew narcissistic...and bored. That's why I
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8The blood pudding oozed out between my teeth and squished outta my mouth like a semi-petrified turd. It plopped into my lap & Lana giggled & pointed. It was then that I knew that
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5"Weeee-l," Aunt Valetta drawled, "That's because you were bad all year, Lucas. On the upside, it appears you were named in the will." She handed Luke the letter from the estate.
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4An eruption cracked across the dark sky just then. It was the 7th Seal of the 7th Truck. And then there was silence. I realized then we were all in deep sh*t.
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7Sting scowled. The Pretenders were the bane if his existence.
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11on the horizon of Planet Pubis. Capt. Shistrome gasped, recognizing...CRAP! "YOU again!" he cried. Chairman only smiled serenely at the captain, ready to wipe that sh*t-eating grin
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2wry, and worst of all, cynical. Once an optimist, he now stared at his whiskery face in the mirror each morning wondering what the hell life was all about. The Queen was worried
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6so messed up, we also agreed. We agreed on a lot of things that night...&the next...& the next. Yeah, that's right. I fell for the garbage man, hard. He didn't mind that I was a
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6man sported furry pink bikinis! This, ladies and gentlemen is the story of the phrase "Do you want a piece of me??!!" Truth...stranger than fiction!
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6brandy-laced fruitcake shaped to look like Pippa Middleton's bum. Lemon Liam whipped up a lovely Yule log, while Petie Pie baked a partridge in a pear crust. Chef was impressed!
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6out like Santa hands out candy canes to kids at the mall, despite their appalling behavior. Merry Postmodern Christmas! "Bad" is a relative term, right? Take Tiny Tim, for example.
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2nose happily & headed down the hall to ICU. "If anyone can do any good for these nearly dead patients," Jack the hospital clown giggled, "it's ME!" He got out his opium-squirting
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8scpiciously, or so I thought. It was eternity before I realized the truth...and finally glided into the light.
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6, lifting her out of the reality she despised. She suddenly crescendoed, exiting poco un poco, but with forte abandon. This was her opus. Her fingers crashed on the final chord.
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3"Nahhhh...(burp)....isss me, Uncle Joe-y!" Oh GAWD! Stumbling into me, Uncle Joe's breath stank to high heaven. "MAARRY Chisssmuss!" he said, right before he puked on me. Aw, CRAP!
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7EVERYTHING! Emily hated being a Highly Sensitive Person (HSP). Emily looked over the edge, wondering which would be worse: jumping or having to deal with stupid Joan again.