Finished Folds (41—57)
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3is our all-time best seller." Agnes Winterbottom utterly despised sandboxes, and for that matter, children, which only reminded her of the inevitability of decay. When the termite
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4punkified accessories, a girl could scream, though this wasn't just your typical run-of-the-mill girl you might see at your in-the-middle-of-nowhere supermarket; no, this was Madon
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5"Well, that explains that," said Detective Buddy, looking down through the hole in the first story ceiling that was now being sanctioned off with caution tape. "The lab was a labra
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8to play Scott Joplin's "Maple Leaf Rag," during which the only two occupants at the bar was John, the bartender who, in his spare time, soldered together circuit boards he found in
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2Then the explosion. 3 a.m. and no sight of the thing. It was every budding necromancer's nightmare. Gagimaximillion had escaped, and there was nothing any frog or nun could do, but
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8It had been too long since the Kringle family had taken a vacation, according to Mrs. Kringle. "He just takes on way too much, he always has," Santa's wife of 525 years reminisced.
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6Alpha, the word for ox in ancient Phoenician, soon came to symbolize the sound of the first letter of the ox. Thus it was that the hubris and passion of the original Alpha, the ox,
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5I see it all clearly now. Hamoon was waking up at the same time I was sleeping. One day last week I awoke in Dr. Stanley's office frozen with sweat. "Oh, God!" I exclaimed. Was I
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7"solicitation of a minor," whatever that meant. She supposed they thought she was a prostitute or something. Her meaningful glances continued in the courtroom, where she locked eye
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2"Now, let me explain something to you, Mister...what is it again?" Pat was tired of being called Mister, but he answered anyway, avoiding any issue that would deviate from the "pro
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3When the accidental arrangement meant that Cape's fingertips would have to be severed, he considered his options, as he always had whenever he was forced into a situation like this
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4"I am the Hissing Assassin," he mulled over in his mind, which actually, as it turns out, was quite vocal. It reverberated in the hollow of his mind like a bassoon performance in a
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7felt the one thing wrong with old redneck conservative cartoon characters was the fact that they never seem to be able to just get move on with the fold. Tweety and Sylvester were
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3Innocuous lullabies seemed to serendipitously prepare the stunned boy for the chair being thrown at him as he remembered he was running down the stairs to escape the long-arm of an
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4down at my hairy chest, you know, the one that always has a patch missing, because of that solar tattoo of which we shall not speak. Well, too late, I suppose, for that, thanks to
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2of gold gave up her dedicated wine to the giant's foot; perplexed, she gandered at what may have been an old cliche. nevertheless, the giant shouted, "foo foo fight and foo foo fay
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3Inasmuch as the ingrate became sad, her softly embedded stoicisms themselves slowly softened. If her bosom was uninviting as a place of rest for sheer age, she captured with story