Finished Folds (2341—2347)
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1frantically fill a Belgian Waffle's crevices with my jizz, like a game of Perfection. Being a girl, it was difficult for her to play along, but she swore that it was sexier than a
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1model for Calvin Klein. It was my next chance for a big break, after that last one fell through. Ah yes, I remember when Milton stole my prized invention, Hungry Hungry Hippos...
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0Eventually, it illuminated a wooden sign that read, "Cataract Swamp." "Who needs a GPS?" I quipped to Katrice, my increasingly weary prisoner of love. "We've almost made it to
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1After all, he was the reigning leapfrog champion at Nutbuster Elementary. Yeah, he was 34, but he had returned every year to defend his title. That's why he was so shocked to see
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1But Nutella could revive her - well, at least that's what the label claimed, just below "Trans Fat Free." I was willing to try anything (despite that fiasco with the POM juice), so
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1of broken dreams. My wife left me, I dropped out of law school, and I could neither juggle nor ride a unicycle. But one night, while I was wallowing in my cocoon of self-pity,
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2horny. I called a phone sex line and told a girl to rub butter on my calves. "Not that Land O' Lakes shit!" I barked. "This is long distance! I want my money's worth!" However,