Finished Folds (61—80)
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4s cultist initiation, Brad's peyote-spun visions had seemed to warn him about darkly-colored snakes. But here was an ebony pit viper wearing a miniature top hat. Brad's soul was
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4to carve the lamb shank. But as I sliced through the greyish-brown meat, it dawned on me. Those two were practicing judo! Aunt Sue had warned me against any judo in the nursery
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4But I was still having major trouble distinguishing between cubism, futurism, and fauvism. Should I dare to sneak into Doc Jones' lab and use the timetalker to call Picasso?
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4His personal celebrity liason at the Hollywood Scientology Enclave explained to him daily that, as an actor, he wasn't allowed to dream. "L. Ron," he whispered, "if you can hear
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2"Absence makes the heart grow fonder." My stepfather's mom was known to pronounce that old chestnut at the drop of a hat. But as a kid, I always thought she said "abcess," since
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2At least on paper, but the lines were beginning to blur, and I was sure I was seeing kobolds in my morning coffee and chaotic neutral elves at my bus stop. My girlfriend's disappe
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5This was a constant source of consternation for Beth's beleaguered mother, who had sold Beth's right eye to a sailor down at the docks. He'd given her an all-too crisp hundred-dol
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4Dracula was a putz. Whenever we ended up making rounds at the bars, he never seemed to have the cash to cover his tabs. I'd been getting real tired of bailing out the guy, who ha
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2to the right. Clearly she was already in the middle of doing the Time Warp, and I was too late. Even if I could grab my neon sunglasses out of my pocket, my rhythm would be off.
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2way I could go back to my job at the convenience store. Can you imagine somebody plopping down a candy bar on the counter, only to see my third eye open? My new sky-blue skin was
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3If I could call what I returned to home. In my time away, the dog had wreaked havoc. Furniture overturned and feces on the walls led to the back bedroom, where a primitive shrine
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11he'd left the world of twisted metal and broken bodies behind when he'd renounced underground exoskeleton fighting. But here he was, working sanitation in the early morning, stari
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5University, back in White Plains, had taught her how to enter the spirit world in exactly 12 seconds. This seemed like the right time to do it. Humming loudly, she closed her eye
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3You find out where the old man's seven ex-wives are holed up, and I'll see to it that you get to the rest of your militia safely and without incident." I stared at him, itching to
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1His goofy, lop-sided, open-mouthed grin cause him to propel his top dentures into the tumbler. "Tarnation and durn it all to heck!" The Commodore had already misplaced the other
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4suit he'd designed, festooned with 319 iPhones. The few moments that Jobs had worn the suit were precious to him. He felt an infinite safety. Zuck's long demise solidified the
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4But by then, Bill was behind the times. He'd always been, clothed as he was in pink polyester. This time however, his lack of foresight was deadly. He flung the fruitcake out the
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2with the sappy poison of some elusive Amazonian treefrog. If Doc Evans was going to play his sweet Candy in the key of G tonight, Doc wouldn't live to see the morning. 'Jo Jo chu
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3Jimmy, with all the grit and mettle that a fourth grader could muster, spit a remarkably iridescent loogie into the dust and said, "I ain't getting you no Christmas goose, snake."
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6My ability to precisely weigh people at a glance had indeed benefited me on the boardwalks and fair midways of my youth, but here seemed utterly unhelpful. Those giant, infant han