Finished Folds (3001—3020)
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6"That's not funny! How would you like to lose an extremity?" he shouted in annoyance. Medical conditions were nothing to sneeze at, no pun intended. Why didn't they just accept
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2Which worked out, because there were people who didn't know WHO he was let alone where. Biden banged on the cupboard door, shouting, "Help, help, a mouse put me in here" by mistake
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4enjoyed. She was. He didn't. Too bad. I'm going. Be good. Not you. Me too. Loving animals. Yes, her. She did. Not softly. That's all. She's celebrity. Rich blood. To
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2Last time on Meltreger: Talent agent Meltreger stepped out his office with a look of muted horror. In this altered timeline, the French Nazis had won World War II. Ominous Reveille
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1but had no nose. Therefore she could not walk to save her bottom. President Cooper Degeneras longed to keep up the franchise her parents had started, but how could she compete
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4it was really alright, kind of a tangy or sour aftertaste. I managed to kick an evil lawn gnome, punting it clear over the white picket fence, but then Sims crashed for the tenth
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1were dancing raucously to techno. Their fiendish schemes would be for naught once the West Mississippi Plastic Pants Task Force showed up to battle the octagenerian and bandits in
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6That was the worst window-washing hobo he'd met in England thus far. But so long as he kept his windows rolled up, the rattlesnakes had no way of getting into his vehicle. Or so
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5from the rabble of trailer trash patronizing the McDonald's where they danced and frolicked gaily to crappy hip hop. The weatherman disregarded the puns Jake threw at him, & simply
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5a pair of pink flamingo pantihose, until he made the horrible realization that that was no lint, that was a spindly, large spider crawling up his bedsheets! Long as his finger, he
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2guess that I knew what she got up to with her bro. Still, I'm not one to judge, since people who do are usually rowdy alpha male types who know what's best for everyone. Just like
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0floor where it jammed into the door jamb. There was no escape, trapped like a wine grape, as long as she held the stakes and the fuse box was bust. He turned back to her rust and
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2-nother set of shorts, but Rowan Atkinson was in remorse. Did he have other plans on his mind? Did he just need a break, to take off some time? Elocution schooled a revolution
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1liquidated equine phalli. Pleonastic agnostic platypi acquiesced to requests that Martin Van Buren would arabesque back to his holly oak desk. Charleston the dog chewed my shoe
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8"Okay, go!" Working as fast as he could manage, Harold started to latex up the planet. Not a single brook could he overlook, when he gave the whole town a new rubbery look. But
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1but had to stop to take a pee. He caught up in no time, the evil little dwarf, and my legs were getting tired but I was almost to the wharf. I jumped off with my feet and I flew
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1I knew a better brother, who for all of his cheats was sublime when it came to reet pleats, but like a giraffe biting off more than he can chew, one more caraf meant he was through
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4commanded me, "Get your your slinky and play with it. Play with it like you would your [genitalia]." I was hurt and confused, but also ashamed beneath it all. The Robot Voice
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5udders of soliloquies in ode to her udders. True, she was a mad old woman with an udder fixation to the point where it's hard not to mention udders when around this librarian, but
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3backfire was monetary insulation. I could have all the fables and digital fiction to impress my mind for an entire lifespan, but corporate drudgery was our waking Hell. My only