Finished Folds (221—240)
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6Peter caught the biscotti mid-air. He could've been a catcher for the LA Dodgers, but no, he became a pastry chef for one of the most popular French restaurants in the city.
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3see dumb people, and they don't know they're dumb -- I gasped. Where did that voice come from? It wasn't the hapless person before me, and it wasn't me. Icy fingers at my wrist
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7waited until class was over to collect our inert friend off the ground. The teacher never realized Emily had passed out from too much partying the night before. "Thanks for the
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4, so he squatted near the base and peered into the dark hollow ... Two eyes peered out at him! Whatever was inside the creepy tree blinked, and Seth fell over backwards.
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7my pet spider, Goliath. He eats birds, insects, and occasionally small rodents. I even saw the leftovers of a foot once. I couldn't be sure it was him, but there cobwebs everywhere
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4sneezed loudly right in my face. When I came to, I reached up and pressed a button. Miniature wipers cleared the mucus from my view. The crying, brown-eyed girl was gone
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7barked Pinocchio. Normally he disliked Giuseppe's choice of music, but the sound of the woodwinds made him feel funny. Tears soon streamed down his cherry wood cheeks.
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8edge, but the longer I looked the more I saw. It was an endless chain of nooks and crannies. My mind was slipping. Janice grabbed my hands at the last second. It was positively
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10amazed, frankly, that the zombie bluesman still had the brains to remember the words. I stopped running from the horde long enough to watch him play a tune on the guitar.
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6The clock ticked. My brother pulled back his leg and kicked the Boogeyman's lifeless body. Thud. Still no response. "Let me try." I said. I went to the door for a running start
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22Not only that, the protesters carried handmade signs that read: "Free the Balloon Animals", "Balloons Have Feelings Too", "Balloon Is The New Black" and
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4he pickle patch. Bigfoot sat on the ground, while I found a stone to perch upon. Crunch, crunch, crunch. Mm, pickles. I relished the time we spent together.
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12a zephyr out of the west, which gently nudged the little rain cloud. The plants below felt the patter of its drizzly teardrops. The big ol' sun sent new rays to warm them.
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0his scent but he refused to take a bath. Even when his owners chased him around the yard with hoses or tried to tempt him with a bag of milk bones. Manny was too smart
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4e nudge, followed by a dusting of voodoo powder, reanimated the lady's birds. The budgerigar and the blue parrot briefly touched beaks before flying off toward the sunset.
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5He didn't see it in time. Instead of a high-five, he got several clumsy slaps in the face. "Ah, what the heck, you guys?!" I bounced back on my pogo, and the yoyo string
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3ainst the wind. Sure he was older now, but who wasn't? He was still the same guy. He put his pants on like everybody else, except his brother Ed who put them on over his head.
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5The man in the dark down jacket hoped the buzzing and grinding would all be over soon. Normally, birch was all bark but no bite, but what a birch this was!
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4. I felt it as I carried steaming soup bowls to their long, stone table. "Lamb stew, sirs." It was then I saw tiny silver bells dangling from the stranger's plaited, flaxen beard.
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8just the beginning. "Just wait til you see what we have planned for the second course." Mrs. McGurk averted her eyes as the waiters carried out a huge silver platter.