Finished Folds (501—520)
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4Well, come on. Let's clean up your trousers and get you off to college. I hope they can straighten you out. As for the Dorsey twins, I can only hope that they mind their own
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5"That's a jug, not a dug, bwah," Horton says to me, he says. So I up and punched his lights out fer talkin' 'bout my Mama like that. And then Mama punches him, so I gives her a
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2" But Maosen just grinned. "You have opened this manga from the wrong side," he said as he bowed curtly, "I'm afraid all your rangers will not be able to help you now!" And with
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2and who should he see but the Commander-in-Chief smiling at him. "I'll give you a pardon, Dwayne," he said, "but first I'd like you to do a little something for me." Dwayne could
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4"I don't understand a word you're saying, Bill," I replied, staring hard at a pimple on his neck. Bill's face turned red with rage and the pimple exploded. "Call me Clearasil," I
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4"How long has Ms. Cysowski been like this?" Dr. Goodfeel asked Hiram the night nurse. "Ever since she had that chorizo & egg breakfast taco this morning," answered Hiram. "Put her
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2-g the thin membrane between the living and the dead. Elon stepped through that membrane and saw his Gram for a brief moment before he was pushed back. "More beans," he thought, as
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2Face down, which is why no-one heard my cries for help. My lips were frozen solid in the ice. Lucky thing I have huge nostrils that flare halfway around my head or I would have
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1Then he began to smell bad. "You're a hypocrite, Pops!" I told him as I rolled his carcass off the Possum Creek bridge and into 5 inches of stagnant water. It was only after
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6deduce it. Instead, I just jammed down on all the buttons on the microwave at once in a fit of desperation. It sputtered and sparked, and the contents flashed at it spun wildly on
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4"Did you lose it again?" she said, rolling her eyes at the ominous apparition. David, meanwhile, had leapt behind the fridge and was whimpering like a scolded puppy. "You ate it,
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1When he finally pulled it from the flames, it was nothing but a lump of molten metal. "That's what I think of your Academy Awards!" he trumpeted from atop his desk to the astonish
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4before you start pouring the syrup, you have to tell me what the huddles are all about," I said to him. To my surprise, he went ballistic. "You can keep your sodding pancakes, I do
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1to take it to Vegas, where they were sure they could open for some impersonation headliner. But "Closed Doors" got the doors slammed in their face everywhere they went. Krieger and
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2me wish I had been born vegetarian. But there was no use in looking back, now. Vern looked so juicy in that brown sauce, and I was so hungry. So with tears in my eyes, I sliced him
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3to twist-tie the bag and leave it by the curb before running over it with my car in a fit of pique. A less apt person would have just driven it to the landfill, but I was so angry
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3and my fingers were wrinkled like prunes before I finally let go of Bob's head. Slowly he rose to the surface as a giggle of joy rose in my throat. But before I could laugh aloud,
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5so he gave him a bag of money he had found stashed in a sewer. "Take it, Tiny Tim," said Willard, "what's a rat need money for, anyway?" So Tiny Tim invested the money in
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5quantities of contraband across national borders. But Great-great Grandad (I called him Poppers) didn't realize the true potential of his six rectums until he joined an ocarina
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12raising two fingers to indicate a phony need for a restroom. The speaker looked put-out and waved me off, and I almost got out the door before I was pelted with over-ripe fruit.