Finished Folds (1—20)
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3le while retaining some sort of measurable brain activity. Bonus points given for blood streaks down the luge measuring larger than 4 meters. This wasn't a contest you entered to
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6starting to deteriorate , and you're both liable for some serious back pain". "Plus", he continued, "Your doing it all wrong. Lean into her girth, like this!" has he waved his mid
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3Well, not the way it should. There was a time, that I thought there was a hint of fairness in this world, but discovered it was all fake promises, mixed in with a dash of chance.
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6"YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO BE SCRUBBING THE FLOOR WITH YOUR BARE EARLOBES AND CLEANING THE TOILET WITH YOUR TEETH!". Passing the quiz had been the highlight of his otherwise
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5dramatically. "Im bored of this" said Andy. "Me too" I said. "We've been on this island for day, and all we have done is eat rock slime and play pirates". "Lets see whats over that
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4"Why, the beach company!" "Who do you think keeps the crabs from turning this place into a trashy marine circus?!". "I think I'd prefer the circus" I said. The walrus sighed and
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3composure and started humming happy birthday. Damn programmers and their Easter eggs, he thought. Since he dropped oil in robot school his self esteem has been at an all time low
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4blades through mild cheese. Mothers in general scared him. All that self righteousness and very little qualification he thought. He piled on more bay leaves but it didnt make him f
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2s foundations were pointing to the sky like a cast animal, while the balcony lay drunkenly across the grass. Roof tiles scattered, the smell of old paint in the air. "Thats the la
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8small bones and large white blood stained skulls. This may have been an inappropriate choice for the child's room, but it was his own, and of that he was proud. As he approached
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5snowflake, and called it Tinker, dancing around with my brush in the lead. Too long had it been since I let the roar inside my fingers be released upon the white page, and it felt
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7sighed. We've been through this. I know. So just eat them. I cant, I just cant. Its been fourteen weeks of lovely jubblies, I cant do it anymore. But we must. Ok, but only if you
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4and swept the hair of new york models off the floor of an upper class hair salon on tuesdays. They walked around like stick insects in a hive, high from the chemicals keeping them
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3spilled all over the kitchen, dripping down the white cupboards like honey down a bears chin. This act was of a sinister nature, far beyond what the twins were capable of.
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5The electric sheep hummed loudly in the corner. This disturbed the dog, evident by his raised lip and yet he did not move, save for an impulsive quiver. There was a loud
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3pondered on this quickly. All I need are five shoes and I can set off for Drimbles lair, deep within Custard Castle but first I must eat, and eat I shall. The barnacles were hot
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3But they both didn't, and nor was it likely, and they all knew it. And none of this changed the fact that they were in serious trouble if they didn't act quickly. A plane rumbled
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7something of a reflection of how she felt, which was, up until this point, something she had gone at great lengths to hide. The pain caused by the accident still flowed vividly
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3intrigue. He went back to his desk, lit a cigarette and pondered the facts until early the next morning. Everything made sense except the undeniable lack of pancakes in the
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3was a friend that I held in close regard. Even closer than my favorite stick which had been with me since I could remember. That was until one fateful day when a fire broke out at