Finished Folds (121—140)
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4The minus was that without fear, we Sasquatch had become lazy. We tended to wander out of our village and go down to the campsites to raid the dumpsters at night. The pickings were
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2It struck Steph in the chest, and she fell down dead. "Sorry, you were too close to discovering that I am a ninja," Vanessa told the corpse as she shoved it into the trash compacto
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3NEXT!" And with that, a door opened beneath me, I descended down a chute and wound up outside the candy quarry, my giant watermelon sliding out after me, knocking me headfirst into
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3After that he believed, believe me, but he only had one eye, which greatly reduced his depth perception. So when he tried to climb into his coffin, Uncle Thomas missed, and landed
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1capacity with helium, and the plane came down safely, saving all aboard. But the passengers were embarrassed when they learned that they were indebted to a gaggle of sex dolls, and
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3refused to follow in my footsteps, even when I generously offered to put him through accounting school. No, he wanted to pick peaches for a living. "This is your fault!" I barked
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1Tying strings to the jaws of our wooden figureheads, we became a pirate navy of floating ventriloquist dummies. We called our ship "Chatty Cathy". My, she was yaw! And lippy as she
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3dusk, the road ran out, and we found ourselves on the west coast. A group of seals was attracted to the music on our radio, and approached us, baring their teeth in an attempt to
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2puppet head collection, which was so huge and ugly that congress decided to dump it into the Pacific Ocean in spite of California laws against the disposal of trash in waterways.
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1tried to quietly explain to him not to worry, that shark teeth grow back. But Left Shark disregarded Shark Lady's remark and barged into the war hospital's Harmed Feelings ward.
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1Now you wonder whether or not it was a wise idea to put such hot mustard on your dumpling. Now your belly is on fire, not to mention your dumpling. Where is the Pepto Bismol, and
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4haven't faced up to, yet. How long would their audiences think they were cute, now that Burt's polyester nose was fraying, and Ernie's gut is peeking out from under his sweater?
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2predicament for someone who worries about his size, as Dean-o does. "Microscopic" was completely unacceptable to him, but being a wereamoeba, he had no choice. He rued the day that
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2and a lifetime supply of powdered wine, to which, being French, Boingeaux turned up his red rubber nose. He had assumed that the planet would be more romantic, but instead it was
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2Does it matter? Maybe David Lynch was using me in his dream to represent the loneliness in the mind of every person. Either way, I had better the hell get paid. The catered lunch
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1the guy behind the butcher's counter, whose eyes were as red as his apron. "I want pepperoni," I repeated to him, but all he did was giggle and point to his pants. The Oreo aisle
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4but no-one was really interested in either Kelsey's or Rob's buns, no matter how much butter was smeared on them. When Betty Crocker showed up wrapped in cellophane, the screen
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1managed to break into my cache and stole my watermelon. I found him by the roadside, his thick glasses coated with the sweet juice. "Stephen King!" I shouted, "just because you are
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2the edge and into the canal. I could see his fine figure, still saluting, shrink into the distance as the sturgeon, which had caught on my cuff link, dragged me out toward the sea.
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4DNA. "Oye," muttered Boychik, "these are definitely polyester genes. Tacky." He pushed away from the microscope and peered out the window. The robots were zapping some poor schmuck