Finished Folds (1—6)
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3But in the end, it was not a perfect world as they had originally hoped. The lack of enemies made petty squabbles grow wild. Lithuania was self-nuked when the king's koi was eaten.
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1was his awkward persistence to feed the already-fat pigeons at exactly four minutes past every hour-- no matter what activity the two of them were in the midst of. He never stopped
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3cks of Farmer Squeegy's finest Mars-made Soft Gouda cheese, it wasn't long before the terrible beast began to wipe the poor locals of all of their top-quality milk products. It
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3The lunchlady's grin grew, and more tombstone-like teeth exposed. "And that's not even the worst of it." She scooped a ladel of the greyish-green goop, putting the sandwich down,
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5er have to lay yer worrying little eyes upon." He puffed once more on his long silver pipe, beady black gaze on the quivering feather quill in my hand. "So? Will ye sign it, kid?"
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5purred, slowly pacing towards him, exaggerating a rocking movement of her hips. Maybe-- just maybe-- she would be able to get the information she needed from this love-struck fool.