Finished Folds (381—400)
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3The candy taster suddenly slipped her phone from her purse and called Gibber, who might help her decipher the ingredients list. Meanwhile she took of swig of hot cocoa.
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2con dress by the front door and went straight to the bath. Fragrant steam soon soothed my exhausted mind and body. Would the camel be alright on its own? I thought dreamily
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2he needed to relax; he was way too tense. It wasn't easy getting a full 15 hours of sleep per day. As the other folders slipped through the widening plot hole, MoralEnd rolled
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2Harry happily recalled visits to a local cat cafe where he used to sit & drink tea while nearby cats napped & played. Starting his own cat therapy practice seemed like the purrfect
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3Moments later, the Cheerios shrieked in horror as their companions were scooped up, lifted to the wide, gaping maw, and swallowed whole. "AHhh!" My stomach rumbled.
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5Max pointed a paw at the sign near the door: No umbrellas allowed inside the dog house. Duh! He couldn't believe they hadn't seen it. The unexpected guests lowered themselves
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4Sorry about the painting. Here's a potted plant. Water and feed it wisely, and you'll have a companion (there's a first time for everything) for life. Your pal, the Bearded Lady.
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3's frown turn upside down. Annoying became cloying with his saccharine smile. Bitter no more! But Orange fooled no one, and for that Cherry pitied him.
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3"This isn't what I ordered! Guards! Bring me the postman, and make it snappy," ordered the King of Norway. Meanwhile the child let out a ear-piercing yowl, when the guards took
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2cheese wheel cradled in a canvas tote slung over his shoulder filled the air with its tangy aroma. Everybody wanted some of Cleese's cheese. In exchange, R. Rose Sélavy offered
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3Jon Snow knew more than he let on. "You know nothing of plot twists and surprise endings," Jon quipped. The Green Goblin dropped the college application and demanded to know
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3Weeks later, cardboard boxes littered the property. There were greasy hand prints on the walls. A few stray french fries were sticking out of a flower vase. Cold pizza
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2crispy. What a strange diet that was. After it was over, I binged on spicy food for a week. Now that I've come to fully appreciate the Kung Fu of Blandness,
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2s all over, but it was most pronounced on her arms and hands. No one would touch her. The finger monkeys scattered and ran for safety. The record keeper saw
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7"Ssss. Achoo!" It's hard having slits for a nose, especially during allergy season. The Dark Lord materialized suddenly in the doctor's waiting room. "Do you have an appointment?"
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6MacGregor scoured the tabloids for information, but it was so grueling. He couldn't understand the why of it. He was more of a pacifist, himself. Make peas porridge not war.
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2Multitasking even as the charred remains of the kitchen still smouldered, I glanced up from my computer. "Oh. Sorry about that. Maybe we should get some take-out tonight, Mom."
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3"What are you thinking?" I asked, but she wouldn't say. The pigs were out for vengeance. They had caught our scent and saw the grease stains on our clothes. They forced us
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5pate thoughtfully. Sunlight reflected off of it in just the right way. They all watched entranced by the sight, mayonnaise forgotten. The soldiers sandwiched themselves between
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4He was high as kite. Ray Davies wasn't sure how he felt about monkeys being so influenced by his music. They had even gone on to cover some of his tunes.