Finished Folds (81—100)
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1way at this point when our hairy bulgy eyed hero, who we shall name Cousin Itt, for obvious reasons, had reached his limit and proceeded to throw up all over himself. Wh
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4that he was going to take a break from the campaign trail for a while, perhaps forever. His assistant, puzzled, distressed and just the right amount of crazy, slapped the senator
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6The sobs, yes, but also the cash. Cold hard delicious cash. He loved it so much. He swam around in it, both in his mind and literally. His cash pool was growing at the same rate as
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4never really cared about her, her tassles or the horse she rode in. Well, that's not the whole truth, I did see her again, but by that time, I had forgotten everything, including
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3h a slap around the gills and a sardonic smile "your blood pressure will curry no favours for you here, my fishy little friend". Arnold tried to explain that he didn't eat curry
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3er to the other. Then back to the first. I couldn't decide. Left or right? Which was better? Perhaps neither? Was that possible? The dugout was a lonely place, at bat now was
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4Eat the pie filling. Cup of tea. Crossword. Episode of The Bill. Time up. Grandma would now be ready. Taxidermy had always been a favorite hobby; this would be his masterpiece. He
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5But herding hippies proved to be more difficult then he initially thought. They moved so slowly but seemed to multiply when his back was turned, under cover of marijuana clouds and
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5to know why I did what I did?" "No" came the reply. The chicken knew at once that it was no use, got up slowly, the weight of it heavy on his wings, and simply crossed the road.
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4But the eyeballs kept coming. An unstoppable force. The father finally realised he was cornered, it was him and the baby, or the eyes... he went for them with both index fingers
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5leg up, rip it off and pry open the bars with it until I got my torso through, almost too easy. But something kept me from breaking free. I couldn't quite put my finger on it but
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1enormous tumour pulsed with excitement. He had cancer. Terminal.
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4"Plan A" was the plan's name. The devil also had a subsidiary plan called "operation wombok" which was a detailed step by step for renaming "Plan A" to something more exciting.
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5nd the candelabra. He must be eavesdropping from just outside the door to the Walrus' house. But why? "What do you know of my cousin, the dugong?" Manatee asked the Walrus.
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9with the oversized monobrow, "and why are you so wet?" "Nevermind, that's over now, I am visiting Xanadu for business and pleasure, hurry up and let me through"
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3The preacher started screaming abusive scripture in my general direction. A swift kick to the face ended that though, and peace was restored to wherever the hell I was. Pretzels
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8but to be on the safe side, I should probably make sure he was dead. "Better dead than sorry" (footnote 3 in secret agent handbook code 42.67). I put together my assassination kit,
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13Apologies for my inevitable rambling account of my best friend Frank, but there's so much to say that it's going to be difficult to put it in any sort of order whatsoever. Frank is
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7"No" was the answer. "I will not be typecast due to my deformities; it's degrading and hurtful". "What if we throw in a box of valium, for your depression?" "Who said I was depress
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4fight broke out between the lion and the rhino. The lion was missing his golf clubs and apparently had reason to suspect the rhino of stealing them. Panda ordered another cocktail