Finished Folds (241—259)
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1That's short for "William Borden, Highness Sir Vizir Maggot Arachnid Goat Masochist Clown Veteran Herding Cretin". Why anyone would name their child that way, I have no idea.
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5from scratch, using parts she found at Bobby's scrap yard! She laid down the jackhammer, took a swig from her flask, then flexed her biceps with gusto and pride. "I'm a tough son o
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9and started to cry over his beloved instrument. "Why do I keep dreaming of her?" Bolton thought, running the palm of his hand across the piano keys. Sarah kept haunting him for
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6of a rising army of brain dead slaves. If someone could reverse the effects of dystopia, why not a member of the working class? Vlady turned to Yuri and says: "Is acne contagious?"
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1That was it. The last thing Rhonda saw before taking a trip to the afterlife was her opponent's fist traveling towards her head at an angle. "Tennis or not", he thought, "I win" t
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3When he would sing the blues and play the harp, dust would settle. Even though he was just passing through our town, this wanderer, Joaquin, made us feel understood with his song.
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3t he began contemplating the idea of spending the rest of his life as a recluse, shielded from the scorns of his fellow man. Maria's ghost might not manifest in the flesh, but it
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6When I woke up, it was dark. I still had a few matches left, so I lit one. At once, a thousand other matches lit all around me, and I realized I was still in the House of Mirrors
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3us, we'll call you. In fact, we even know how many of the little buggers cling to your intestines, so unless it degenerates into diverticulitis, don't call us. Fast food will do t
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1prompt and decisive. At last, a miracle of my own doing! The possibilities were now endless, and I was inclined to put this gift to work. Making a burger appear was one thing, b
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3but nothing happened. No burns, no cries for help, nothing. There were two possible reasons for this: either the leftovers were cold or SHE was an alien! That sanctimonious bitch
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4t him, eyes aflame." Body parts were littering the table, how could they not recognize which ones were theirs? Was cannibalism a precursor to stupidity?
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5d heart. This was only my 5th marriage, and I had promised myself I would never make the same mistake again. I stood there, in my rented tuxedo,
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5smell like chocolate cake." Despite being on the brink of death, I was expecting those words to stir something in her heart, a semblance of compassion at least, but Jes just stood
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5"Darn! 20% chance of rain my ass!" I said, reaching for my keys. As I was searching my pocket, I see a glimmer down the hole I just peed in. There were my keys, laying out of
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4lor of their victim's lips was slowly turning blue, a sure sign that had set in, only adding to Paul's disgust. Paul could not have known this at the time, but the body they were
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5And then, experiencing a full blown out of body experience, he reached for a glass of water, and proceeded to gargle, staring at the broken clapperboard.
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6And every time I take a peak at them, they vanish into thin air ! I thought they liked me. I thought they hid their because it made them feel safe. I thought monsters loved me.
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3And seeing is but one way of felling its existence. If you pay close attention, while under general anesthesia, you can hear the thin layers of its expanding bubbles pop.