Finished Folds (81—100)
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2their rotting eyes. They stamped their feet in time to the dirge, the sound echoing across the oceans.
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0mic. "Screw your horrible metaphors!", i screamed at him. "Welcome to reality, bitch!" I flipped him off, twirled in a pirouette and stalked off to sulk in a convenient corner.
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5. They danced a lot, in dancing shoes. Huge shoes, custom built, rich style. Their dancing had no feeling. They autotuned their poetry, slick like their perfect hair.
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5She remembers how it happened. A group of kitty friends, getting hopped up on catnip and the sudden appearance of the dawgz. They never stood a chance. Kitty had crawled away, inju
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1"Won't you jump in?, the dark lord asked. "It's lovely and warm!" The sight of yellow bath-ducks floatig on a lake of fire would haunt me for the rest of my (brief) life.
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3the remainder of his company through the Mojave. On the long nights he amused himself by making his men wrestle with coyotes, in the nude. "Such a child I am", thought the Colonel.
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1battle-axe. Utterly emasculated, Simon felt a twinge of regret at the knowledge that he would take her life before the day was through. "Honey, why are you smiling like that?", she
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1from his lunchbox. He'd barely gotten out of there. Huddled in the cold wheel-well of a 747 he checked the clip in his gun. "Ladies and gents, welcome to Narita Intl Airport..."
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3mited my range of motion. I danced every night and I was adored by many. The strobe lights flashed and smoke curled around me. I moved like no one before me. I was robot.
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2four again. They felt alive and vital. Instead of bloated captains of industry they were young men in power suits with a swagger to match. They were hungry and they would feast.
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4being a waste on his addled mind. Inevitably, Marin eventually became senator and Tommy a 4-star general. Together they ruled the world and ate lots of fried foodstuffs.
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3done, especially the assembly of flat-pack furniture. As he started assemblig a Torpen-cabinet he whistled one of the melancholy dirges that he'd learned in Hel.
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3quickly learned that my greatest threat to this evening was the unholy state of my eyebrows: fuzzy, ill-defined worms of hair-growth that threatened to overwhelm my boyishly good
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3me a penny struck in gold and inlayed with a number of circuits. "You are now the watcher.", he said in a somber tone. "You will wait here. I must return to Earth, to play my part.
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2I'd always scraped by on what I made smuggling epikuroweed over the border. Sure I'd had a few tranQgas induced heart-attacks along the way but I was still in good shape, more or
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7Mooshine. Cackling through cracked teeth she leapt on her banjo and soared out over the bayou, chikinpicken all the way to DIrtwater Cemetery. Her congregation of crows, the Craxum
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6We'd been drinking on the beach through a humid California night. The dying embers of our bonfire leapt up and around us. We we're degenerates but goddammit we were sexy.
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2to stop and point in awe. This was the greatest day of my life.
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4his fate. Around him the chaos of battle seemed to smudge into a viscera of blood and soiled pants. The buldog twitched in it's death throes.
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2herself or anyone else. She held her Bleep-o-Matic TrackBakk high overhead and attempted to secure a signal to Plodd. She despaired at the unrelenting static that answered.