Finished Folds (161—180)
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5"I-I thought it was obvious." She finally looks up and raises an eyebrow, her pale blue eyes as cold as a winter gust. "Put that thing back where it came from or so help me," she
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3at the sky. I helped him haul his brothers' bloated bodies from the pool of milk and we buried them in a box of cereal. "Crackle, Pop..." Tears streamed down Snap's elfin face.
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3"Fine, I'll get my own!" I snapped. I went to move and the crowd surged towards me. "No fan," hissed Lagerfeld, his eyes swirling madly. I was soon buried under the pile of bodies.
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2to make the most of the situation. "Honey?" I called. My wife appeared in the kitchen doorway. "Good morning, sweetheart," she beamed, walking to me and caressing my cheek.
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4"Bu-but... Nobody has his phone number! He's been dead at the bottom of the seas for decades!" came the protest. Jack arched a dark eyebrow and gave a withering stare. "Do I look
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5-pow" as Hulk Hogan flexed his intimidating biceps. "Alright," he shouted, "y'all better stop this illegal gambling ring now. I'm with the Justice Department, and the jig is up!"
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3kilometres wide, so it took me a good 2 hours to walk to the Humour section. I puffed to catch my breath and scanned the shelves. "A-ha," I said, seizing the volume. It was empty.
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3to vote, Felicia called up her uncle to ask for his advice. "Uncle Frank," she began. "Hang on love," he said, "I just gotta pull off the highw- AAAAH!" Felicia heard a deafening
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3which the chicken now sat upon. She squawked irritably and fixed a beady, yellow eye onto anyone who approached her and the legendary eggs.
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1left nostril, it's about 0.4mm wider than the right one. I can't afford a plastic surgeon with my job as a barista, so I've taken to dealing McNuggets on the side.
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6the girl. The girl growled and raised her fists. "Honey," she snarled at the witch, "I grew up on the streets. I'll show ya how we rumble." She flung a punch and felled the witch.
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3ade no difference where the reflective surface was. Titch the gorilla was the Narcissus of the jungle and simply couldn't bear to look away from his own reflection. She sighed and
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6we're sure as hell not going to miss it." He sat in the back seat as the women drove wildly to the orchard and hopped out. One shoved a basket into his hands. "Get picking, chump."
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2a scan on the sweet. "It contains trace amounts of ambrosia," she declared. We all looked to the mysterious lodger. "What?" he asked. "Can't a guy keep mythical Ancient Greek foods
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6not respect the classist culture of academic elitism which has permeated our learning institutions." The spider gasped. "That sounds like something an uneducated person would say!"
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6had done the right thing. Money was nothing compared to the sight of the mermaid happily frolicking in the waves, her shimmering tail refracting the pink dusk light. Adrian beamed.
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3I made up some work experience and sent them my resume. I was surprised when I was called in for an interview. "So, tell us about your work as a carnival psychic," said the boss.
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5Their nuns' habits billowed behind them as the nuns took to the air in a whirlwind of black. "Fly, my pretties, fly!" the Mother Superior cackled. The nuns sped after their target,
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4Everyone was alarmed. By that stage, pretty much all humans had assumed that they'd be their own end: finding out that someone else would be responsible came as a shock. The date
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4Unfortunately, not a graphic designer: I squinted at the print on the business card, typed in size 2 font and filling the entire card. "You have... lots of interests," I said.