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pulled Bradley's fangs out with a pair of pliers. Fangless and pulseless, Bradley later landed a middle management job in big tech. He found home. Thanks Pam. -
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what was going on in her Huge Bush Emporium. Adele had no clue what I was talking about. Nor did she know who my grandpa was. Clearly granddad was hiding
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the moves of our Disco Hero. "Watch me hustle!" he announced. He took a big gulp of what turned out to contain emetic fluid, and crouched up to deliver his groovy
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surprise and gratitude. Not that I'm overly impressed being gifted WWI artifacts, but I'm polishing this rough diamond into the perfect husband. As he handed me my present
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that my mother taught me. I had developed quite a rancid trait, and demand for timely well-curated flatulence was going up. As a canine, my next ambition was to expand into
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ve my convertible Saab into the front yard pond, on top of it all. There, by what was now part vehicle and part pond, I sat down to plan my revenge on that damed Rudy.
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"F*ck the pastry" she muffled through his hand. Given that Bertrand was obedient at nature, and had a tad of autism, he followed her instructions precisely. The pastry was
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dancing the Harlem Shake. They went at it like cerebral palsy kids high on caffeine and fermented cocktail cherries. It left no-one untouched as the eel made its way up into
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naked since he had to pay the taxi driver with his clothes. My father had tied a plastic grocery bag around his hip. Thinking he wanted cover his front side equipment, he forgot
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smells in the fruit basket. And do you really wanna be stuck in that fruit basket? I don't think you do, the speaker shouted. I had to get out of this class. I interrupted by
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was a proud kind of guy. He didn't take criticism well and would never admit any linguistic shortcomings. He instinctively shouted back to the alien to go fornicate itself.
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here is the thing, BakerBot9000 had mixed up the recipe for Tiramisu with the one for Shish kebab. So when the General took a bite of his meat infused dessert he smiled up and
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TV chef who was well known for his taste in cheap wine and full bodied women. Or was it the other way around? All that quesadilla had blurred Inga's memory.
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I like to think of my clientele as premium. I'm not yet skilled enough to scam just anyone. The slightly dumb ones, those are my people. I use my alleged psychic powers
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an awesome fold that Flopp put together right there. Flopp is known for great writing and being there for you when the story needs it the most. Much like this next folder who
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Missourians love it. They say long and happy marriages come to those who start each day with a fermented egg smashed against the forehead. This is why I knew I had to get myself
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Oh wait. He had forgotten to turn on the damn machine. A monitor of static can apparently resemble lumps of cancer. He could feel the joy of life come over him. He stepped outside.
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the local fart exhibition. With a three rolls of duct tape, and a few plates of beans we shaped Billy and his groovy shakes into fine art. Billy won first prize and we
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Beatles lyrics were flying by the parakeet cage. All that singing of peace, love and understanding made Sparky want to reproduce. But how? The cage next door held a mean looking
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Folding or not, those folding chairs were not folding anymore. How the heck are 569 chairs ruined by hobby linguists in just two and a half years? There must be a link