Finished Folds (41—60)
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2"Hold the needle still and pass the thread through the eye," she instructed. But the only thing I could see was the fetid layers of breath that settled around me like a dense fog.
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5Twenty miles of hard road lay between them. He watched her through his hunting partner's binoculars and wondered how many days it would take to catch up. And was it worth it?
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3Harvey flicked his tail, indicating his displeasure with Maude. Her soul shriveled into little pieces of burnt popcorn. She had served his usual filet mignon, cut into bite-sized
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1victim? I was just a Kirby vacuum cleaner salesperson. I sat, glassy eyed and stony faced, contemplating my options: killing undead mini-wheatlings was going to take more than just
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2Dennis eased out of the mini-van, careful that his rooster top didn't catch on the roof. So careful, in fact, that he didn't notice the great big puddle of oil
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7too slowly for my liking and I determined to speed it up. I snatched up the closest thing I had to a weapon: my fork. Snarling a quick "sorry" to the food-bespattered gentleman
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3It was the fannie pack that clenched the deal for Ravioli Man. He wouldn't have accepted the contract but knowing humans would once again don the svelte crescent-moon-bag-w/-belt
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5Besides, prancing around in velvet gave Dan a certain "laissez-moi tranquille" quality, as if he were star-walking in solitary confinement and Dawn had a thing for feeling alone.
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5first projectile vomit, then retch, then dry heave in long, laborious motions not unlike a rhinoceros snoring. Betsy wrapped a scented scarf around her face, blocking the stench, &
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3were a million scattered lego pieces. On the far wall, he noticed a massive how-to map and realized that his new mission was to assemble the pieces into hang glider. Not one to
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4One, entranced as she was by her tea leaves. "Um, Bea? Doesn't this combination mean..." But her words were lost in the explosion of fire, oven door, and cake bits.
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18his dog, a precise 12.87 cm behind him. Truth be told, it kinda freaked him out. He considered leaping over the Smith fence and losing them, but he'd never had a tail before & it
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5did little to appease the appetite of sweet little sugar dumpling, Maud, but she was touched by his thoughtfulness. Or was that gas? Regardless, she responded to the peace offering
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6he had been accepted into the prestigious Grimaldi Clowning Institute. He still felt faux-funny, like his jokes were laminated cards he kept stuffed in his oversized pockets.
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2winks at the cat, and tells the Mrs, "Hey, mama, what's for dinner." Then he ducks. The cat doesn't, see, 'cause the cat still thinks he's dictator of the world and all, and that's
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4All of the creativity just drained out of my head. Like it had been sucked out with a Kirby vacuum cleaner by a salesman who wasn't going to leave the house until he'd sold that
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5flamingos with a series of attached shrimp platters) pranced into the parking lot, swinging their beads and chanting their chants like so much rottenness floating back up the drain
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4with their canes. On the other hand, Sizzler was calling their names and it was 4:00 and they did qualify for the Senior Discount. "It Depends," she quipped, "on whether
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2the fourth cata of Praying Mantis. I mean, it's a pissed off Ant-Eater. What else would he do? The remaining liquor store debutantes fainted, but I stepped back into Flying Smurf
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3Patchouli incense in its little brass dish, wondering what would become of all the trends I collected. I had no one to appreciate them, no one to pass them on to, no one to