Finished Folds (61—73)

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  with a brass-colored Zippo lighter. As they began to unstrap The Gimp, their bodies rose towards the heavens as they were raptured. Just the Gimp and I remained.

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  2011-07-14 16:00:04

• 3
  a slice of pizza, and the restaraunt workers cautiously appraised him, raised their collective eyebrows, and vowed to

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  2011-07-14 15:05:34

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  on the coffee table and sighed the sigh of a legendary mythical monster time had forgotten. Lighting a Swisher Sweet (don't ask me how), Nessie thought of Sasquatch's throbbing

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  2011-07-14 14:52:37

• 3
  vintage Seattle Mariners baseball cap jauntily to the side, and aimed at one immense grasping tentacle with my ever-absent father's old 30.06 rifle. The 150 grain bullet ripped

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  2011-07-14 14:45:59

• 3
  the jaguar cage. The fingers dangled lifelessly and the jaguars were very hungry. "That's for turning me into a pumpkin, bitch." In seconds the arm was mere gnawed bones and

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  2011-07-14 13:25:03

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  giant metaphor...or was it a simile? Damned public schools, subjecting him to a very voluptuous and distracting chain of Petticoat Junction-esque schoolmarms from grades 4 to 6.

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  2011-07-14 12:18:07

• 5
  Ernest Hemingway sat quietly on the shores of a trout stream in southern Idaho. Everything he saw was delivered to his brain clipped and terse. The water was blue. The fish

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  2011-07-13 22:26:20

• 3
  sent to the jungle to play where more attractive children would not be disturbed by them. The ugly kids were great at finding the civet shit we needed. Picking through for beans,

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  2011-07-13 22:20:23

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  prophylactics, because the dentists loved to do bridges on people missing half a jaw and hated looking in the mouths of children, thinking about all the

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  2011-07-13 22:13:02

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  with the tufts of blonde hair emerging from the neck of his wife beater, strange since he was Latino, stranger still because he was about 15 years old and

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  2011-07-13 17:40:01

• 5
  Nascar fan only slightly more sophisticated because I was like an advanced simian rather than a devolved human.

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  2011-07-13 17:32:30

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  but I got Cochran's ghost to defend me and lord knows you can't be beaten when you have Cochran's ghost whizzing about the classroom. The boy

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  2011-07-13 15:55:37

• 3
  fire in his cold hipster heart went out and he crumpled to the floor and rolled on the clacking gears of the gossip machinery ala Mario Savio to end

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