Finished Folds (861—880)
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4. I gathered as many bananas as my tentacles could hold from the stranded schooner, a reef squid flew out of the water, startling me. I inked. Normally I wasn't so squiddish, but
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8Yoder sensed a conflict within his pupil. Lukas Haymaker didn't wish to break his vow of nonviolence, but he had to train to be a Jebediah Master. "Amish you Dad," he thought.
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3to make sure I locked my door." I rushed out of line just in time, my ID and ticket still in hand. Phew! That was close. It didn't matter that I was hundreds of miles from home and
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0Dinner at the local trattoria was out of the question, however, now that the subject of squishy worms eating holes through meaty things had entered Norby's mind. "Thanks, Harry."
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4"Can't sorry; the trunk's full. That is, I'm helping my sister move." Ever been north of the city? Lovely place to visit. Great place to dump a body. She smiled at the thought.
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7Welcome to the Hotel Foldingstory. Such a lovely place...plenty of space. Please drop us a line - one we haven't heard since 1999.
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5shaped lamp on the nightstand. Unbeknownst to the sailor though, the right eye could still see, and Beth could see thru it. She was able to give her intact left eye a rest.
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5Cap'n Crunch. who some thought was nothing but a frosted flake. Nevertheless, he followed the milky trail. Who could the Cereal Killer be? The Captain reviewed his Chex list.
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2chee..." Doc trailed off. "Is that a new Thai curry recipe?" Candy wondered aloud. She wasn't aware he'd been trying to serenade her with that "Sounds of the Amazon Rainforest" CD.
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3He quickly spat out a large wad of Big League Chew bubble gum into his palm and handed me a thin piece of cardboard. "Here's my card," he said. "Wanna trade?"
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3quickly got media attention. As she snoozed on the beach, Blue Ivy buried her neck-deep in the sand. Beyonce's big belly bounced suddenly. Was an alien trying to break free, or
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8ild and free of these padded walls. Already it seemed the clouds were being swept away. I sniffed, and the air was sweet. I asked my new-found, fuzzy, red friend, "Can you tell me
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3ever since that frightening visit from the farmer's wife. The mousy woman was shocked when her parents finally offered the long-lost tail to her. All she could muster was a squeak
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3had always been pretty clueless. It was she who really wore the pancetta in the family. She sometimes got fed up with him hogging the blankets, but felt strangely obligated to help
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5Anaconda Bill slithered into the nearest shop and purchased a putrid-smelling pound of the popular fruitcake. It was then he recognized Cindy Lou & Company's secret ingredient.
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3would surely snatch her up. And he did. Benny "the Cucumber" Cumberbatch was in a gourd mood the next day, as he planned to take his date out for an evening of fine brining.
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9s all Sam said he could afford to buy Susan for her birthday. "Go on; take it." "Wow," she said, after unwrapping the spongy parcel. "Wow! Fruitcake...you shouldn't have."
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5hedge clippers, I'd needle her with complaints. "Hey you, get off my yews!" They were already too short. Spring was near, and the birds would need a place nest.
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4Realizing the truth, he gasped dramatically and declared: "It was Mrs. Fish, in Room 317, with the pizza wheel!" Utter silence. A dab of tomato sauce still clung to the shiny blade
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3- that is, unless you're too yellow." That caller was getting awfully personal. Stanley simply flashed his pearly whites, which only made Rose madder. "Navy St Bridge, now!"