Finished Folds (81—92)
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4trunk's key hole-just sticking out of the lock. There was no way I could get away from the crowd and rid my car of the meat bag's body. When the body was found, I'd have no choice
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6and never takes you anywhere nice, but they just didn't understand the Pros. I mean, having an invisible boyfriend meant that I never got into arguments (well not often anyhow),
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4im. "Do YOU not understand it?" he retorted, not hiding his annoyance. "My English is fine. What isn't is that I'm stuck in the city with you." He wondered where he left his car.
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3black spittel would spray from its gingivitis soaked teeth while his eyes sparkled with malice. Wishing the remaining portion of your soul would just cease to exist, it looks you
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8Where the hell are they? The muddy water blurred my vision and my gills were clogging up with river sludge. They are lucky it's not a Tuesday or I would eat their livers just for
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3My mother had always warned me about this. Its not like I didn't believe her--its just that I didn't think it would ever happen to me. I never thought it could happen to me. But
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6began to glow. It quivered. It shook. His friend's face, which had turned into a grimace slowly turned to one of awe as the book bathed him in a golden light. The book's pages
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5It was her homebase. The Dr. lined its walls with notes, photos and colored string connecting all of them to newspaper articles. The shed was dim and cold, but she remained inside
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3Oh my! This certainly isn't Kansas anymore. Perhaps it was time to find our way to King's Cross, find the right platform and get to Hogwarts. If anyone could help it would be
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3avoid the zombie apocalypse. The sodium will preserve that crap long enough to provide "nourishment" while I lie low and let the zombies eat off their entire food source. Brains
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8straight to the fiery pits of hell. Her feet hit the cold floor and it sent a burning sensation coursing through her veins. She needed to get out of there before she burst into
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3It was everywhere. "It was in my raccoon wounds." Almost 24 hours later I was still blowing black acrylic ink out of my nose. The scene had been movie quality--epic really...