Finished Folds (81—100)
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4In fact, the only thing that I don't hate about the Evil Witch Girl Scouts is that every once in a while, I get to ride as a passenger on one of their evil flying brooms. The first
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5"Glazed Sticky Hole", "Jimmies 'n Cream", "Crimson Tide Creampie", and the best selling "Multi-purpose chocolate cruller". Mr. Donut did not approve of the additions Donut Jr. had
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1ed. "Jane came over today to help me uh... sort through some things," she said. "Oh, I see," I said. I could not take my eyes off the lipstick on her neck. She was blushing now
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6Colonel Mustard couldn't tell if he was dressed as The Lone Ranger or Zorro, but he was not going to let the intruder in. He led him to The Study, and killed him with The Rope.
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5collapsed into the recliner instead. Although she was exhausted, the chair was a bit lopsided, and no matter how she contorted herself, she could not get comfortable. She needed
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5Manitoba gave her a sample of their finest local condiment. It was the most intoxicating thing she had ever tried, and she was nearly delirious as she asked for another taste.
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4protruded from was soft and squishy, but multicolor light was radiating from each strand of hair, and it seemed that they were having difficulty diverting their attention from it.
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3gunpowder, cocaine, and fecal matter. As it turned out, Olf was not particularly good at identifying any of these things, but the experience was a bug rush, and it always made his
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5that her friend Zelda had left in a voicemail, "You really need to dump Waldo and get on with your life". Not that she was wrong (he was an utter dolt), but what business was it of
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4was like a cross between an ancient Egyptian ritual and an inmate trying to escape from a locked cell. He sweated and gyrated in a caffeine fueled delirium. Then he wet himself.
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3band. Blue Vegas had been trying to get booked at the Blues n' Ribs BBQ festival for years. He didn't want them to get slaughtered like the cattle. Plus, they might not get paid.
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6I saw all of this, but only for the briefest of moments. In the days and weeks that were to follow, I would look back incessantly on that moment and wonder if there was anything
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3turned to gooseflesh, and my heart started racing. There had to be a way out, but what could I do now that she had already asked for my ID and ticket? "I'll be right back, I need
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4subject themselves to such banal thoughts, but in this case, it was apparent that this was not an ordinary night. One more drink might not be such a bad idea after all, especially
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5he had intimate knowledge on that topic - he was the one who had suggested applying butter in the first place. It was his great hope that he may get a chance to apply it himself.
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5illegal drugs in your system, or a dead body in the trunk. And don't, under any circumstances, get romantically involved with any of your new co-workers." It was good advice, but
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3All, that is, save for one - the maestro himself. He was shaking violently now, and the ebony violin that he had played so beautifully was lying on the floor, with a large crack
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3a dream that he had the night before. In the dream, he was walking slowly through a deep forest. The fog was so thick, he couldn't see more than a few feet in front of him, but
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3not when there were so many other people around. And besides, he had specifically requested that unless there was absolutely no other possible outcome, he wanted to remain
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3conjure up just one memory from early childhood, it seemed highly unlikely that anyone would be able to extract enough data to get as far as the teenage years - never mind all the