Finished Folds (321—340)
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2didn't want the Abominable Korean Snowman or his wife to know what she was up to, so she stuffed the stolen ice peppers in her mouth all at once. "What are you doing?"
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4coughed and whispered under my breath. "That's what she said." The headmaster took no notice. I glanced at my schedule. Next class was Demonic Possession 101.
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4done it without me or his muse. Kiki was adamant that he admit this. We went on a road trip together afterwards, a little known fact from the 1920s Paris art world. Now you know.
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6This was accompanied by tinny music. Passerby tossed loose change at him. He sat there stunned until the organ grinder demanded he stop monkeying around and get back to business.
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3again? No, don't tell me. I want to guess. I guess I forgot who to remember to forget. Nevermind, I'll ask my Rememberall when Ron returns it. Hopefully he remembers to
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6ile still dribbling the ball. What was causing that awful sound? And why was my hair fuchsia? I grabbed the ball with both hands and realized that it had a leak.
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5a small dark cave in the woods surrounding the lake. The loons continued their spooky calls. I felt shivers down my spine. As I leaned in for a look, something brushed my
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5back? There was a food fight at the watering hole today. The sifakas were at it again." Howley licked his wolfish lips and then clamped his jaws down on Lenny the lemur's tail.
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3telescoping robotic arm. The bipolar princess slid her fingers over the glossy touchscreen on the prince's wrist to dial the doc's number. "Dr. Fistula's office. May I help you?"
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2by Col Mustard in the queue with a plastic butter knife. He cornered Kafka at the pick-up counter. "Drop the pretzel, and nobody gets hurt!"
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4her honey pot. It might have smelled sweet, but it was a trap - he just knew it! The bear led the Shrek-Girl on a wild goose chase, over the mountain and into the woods. To
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3looking green when she left the party. I should have realized what was happening. Nick's pickles were icky. That's why I tossed mine into a potted plant when he turned away.
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14the game. "Balls are so re-tarred. And any fan knows that balls get a mud bath and massage beforehand." I wondered why the ball was all up in my face. Suddenly it hit me.
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5fast as possible. As he reached a nearby bus stop, he glanced behind. No clowns in sight! He boarded a bus and found a free seat, when a loud giggle erupted over the intercom...
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4when he broke out of the mental institution, he gathered the jumper's belongings left behind and donated them at a nearby Goodwill store. Jamis kept for himself a brand new
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3crispy. My hair is brittle, my body is wiry. When people look at me sideways they have to squint to see me. There has to be some way to overcome this fate.
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3It was almost as amazing as the way this story ends. Her fingers raced across the vintage typewriter keys, and still had trouble keeping of with the speed of her mind's eye.
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2He didn't die at least, but from that day forward, Puck was half the man he used to be. And perhaps as a result of this, he experienced random bouts of explosive anger. One day
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3And too little time! I stepped down off my perch and helped an elderly lady push through the hordes of bottom feeders towards the fresh outdoor air. My lunch was sloshing around
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5The doorbell rang. I sighed heavily and opened the door. A masked man with tall, pointed ears was standing on my front porch. He spoke first: "Can I have my bat back, please?"