Finished Folds (1—20)
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3was drawn up overand over again until the monks of Coventry finally gate crashed the rave party at Nixon's estate and began to chant in a very odd
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3There are times when the left hand knows nothing of what the right hand believes, and so it was that gloomy day in Moscow in 1968, when Gorsky put on his overcoat and stepped into
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2kind of tails that humans adored - large, furry and very fluffy - which gave them almost a passport to come and go as they pleased at the canine festival. This was unusual for cats
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3But nothing in all of the chocolate draped heaven, that New York was, could have prepared him for the awesome sight of the locality of Troy being turned into a horrifyingly tasty
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5, without the slightest clue what was really going on in the back kitchen. The first hint that something was wrong came when they smelt a peculiar odour from the rear-end of a
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4finally solve the mystery. It had been the butler all along they said, as my neighbour was marched off into the sunset to face his tryst with justice
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4at me with an evil grin on his face. Behind him another 200 apparitions all stood in line waiting for their turn. "This is going to be a long night" I sighed and began
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3Now Tucker had this delicious sexy girl on his arm - who was called Laila - and who sizzled her sexuality so much that no one noticed how wretched Tucker was. The Moocow now wanted
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2-y that was unravelling in the sleepy western town was going to change forever. Tony could only look on as all that he had built and dreamed off came crashing around him and now
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4five minutes later in Hamsted, three hundred constables specially deputed by Scotland Yard searched desperately for the mysterious parcel in a post box. But there was no number 23
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3his Holiness the Dalai Lama is considered as sprititual leader to - strike that - The Boer War was a conflict between the Afrikaaner Settlers in Boer and - Strike that - Paris is
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1and all he could think of for many years after that was the unlikely mystery of the wax statuettes that haunted his past. Neither mercy nor tribulation could erase the horror of
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2-y at the wares being produced for auction by the victorious army. 'Spoils of War' they called it, as if anything could hide the truth of the loot of the ant-people by the African
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5being found on the doorstep, followed by many varied signs of the ominous events to occur. Neither priests nor doctors were of any avail to stop the pestilence that was to sweep
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3the having Scotland Yard knocking at his front door on that cloudy day in November 1921. The testaments of a hundred days in Africa hung solemnly on the walls as he opened the door
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2the grave tests that the human race now faced as it rose to its true place amongst the stars. For now the tribulations of mere mortals had subsided to the challenges of gods and
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5But all this was before the plague had hit Budapest in 1565, and eating a horse was still the gravest offence there could be. The coroner was grim about it as he passed out the
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4and drew in a deep breath. What thoughts would go through a man moments before he died, he mused. Before him El Silva's most feared gunfighters grinned at him and fingered their
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8the SS Lincoln just as it left Marseilles on that cloudy overcast day in 1856. I felt the sting of stiff salt air on my face as we pulled out and I saw French soil for the last
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1who were busy drooling over the young nubile calendar girl who blushed and sighed as the Zwarks and the devotees lusted over her beautiful body. The amphibious bunny however was