Finished Folds (1—20)
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5sierra mist. At which point, the cola gods were satiated. Earth had once again been spared their wrath thanks to the ingenious plan hatched by whoever the main character is above.
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3down the fib drain. No, I needed to start lying—and fast. I quickly surrendered myself to the underworld of untruths. My pants spontaneously combusted and my eyes curdled. The
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3A great avalanche of teeth cascaded from his mouth as he lay dazed on the floor. His first thought when he came to was “I’m in love.” His second thought was “Krav maga? What a
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7. "Welp, guess I need to quit crack," I sighed, staring at the urine-soaked rock candy. I drafted a list of new possible hobbies: parasailing, model rockets, murder? I crossed out
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4you old fool. What are you even going to do with all those bottles of bug spray! Oh, Marco! Marco! My lover, my friend! How could you let Costco get the best of you! You fool!
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3in the form of club security. They began clubbing the clubgoers and I quietly slithered away. I made it out of the club and across the road back into the zoo. The night watchman
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2the Sneetch Beach district courthouse, the honorable Judge Horton presiding. The lead prosecutor for the Star-Bellied Sneetches began his opening argument. "Who among you
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2to join in the sacred pants dance of the 4-legged widow. But that's a story for another book. I examined the tiny blowdart and deduced it was Mayan, likely over 3 centuries old.
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3offering me a subscription to Time magazine, so forgive me if I'm slightly offended that she left me alone with him. I politely nodded as the troll continued his sales pitch.
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3algorithms, trying to find the perfect one for his predicament. But alas, the query returned no results. Jack sighed touching her viewscreen face one last time. "Sorry girl
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6boiling water and carried it with me into the garden. You're the only ones who understand me I whispered to the angry bubbles as the asteroid slowly approached.
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3-Bono. For our love was built on a mutual appreciation of the Irish rocker. Ms. Tee and I were moved by the same high-pitched howls and inspired by the longing in his lyrics.
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3"Really," I exclaimed! I looked at the realty pamphlet in my hand, and then to the realtor. "Really gotta go." And I was gone. I went home to watch "The Real Housewives of Orange
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3the pickled remains of Drozad-7--Prophet, Alien. Drozad-7, they explained, was the reason humanity came to be. This was the hidden teaching of Mormonism known only by a select few.
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3"Would you look at that," said Dr. Ernestine Del Aciccio, the acting head of the Archaeology and Egyptology department at Harvard. She gingerly stepped closer to the snot rock.
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4the ordinary and unimpressive. The NWAM set up their exhibit between the watching paint dry virtual reality experience and the phone book reading booth. Satisfied, the NWAM
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3Her final movie was "Old Siskeller" and it was a straight-to-DVD release--at a time when physical media was not the norm. Sadie retired to a farm upstate--I swear.
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4Now there were two more of me. Another two more of me to feed, to clothe and to care for. It was a drag. I needed some respite from me.
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7screamed Gladys from one of the rickety wooden tables in the back of the cafetorium. The screech zipped through the mind fog that was now enveloping my awareness. Florian, you bad
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6the sounds of oncoming traffic.