Finished Folds (941—960)
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5It came out later that Mr Wang had gotten the idea from something Madam Wong had confided in him about long ago. "See, we take extra rice and stuff it into dumpling, then feed to
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7n. How did you squeeze into that tiny tin can without pulling a muscle?" Spam baby confided that it didn't have any muscles, but that raised even more questions in Det. Manatee's
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2r face (not to mention the blue paint). She might've been confused by the strange glances of passerby as she walked to work. Mom was going to mad when she realized what we'd done.
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6and split it into eighths. "Show off," said the business magnate. The archer unsheathed another arrow and took aim again. "Point that thing somewhere else, would you?"
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4a late-night showing of "Born Free" played on the big screen. It was part of an all-new immersive 4D movie theater experience, in which lions roamed the aisles looking for fresh
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6*Maybe if I don't move, everything will be okay. Maybe it hasn't seen me yet.* Her eyes danced around. Just then a breeze blew through, and the micro sailed through the air onto
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4led to an estrangement from her friends who liked it when butter and jam slid into the pockmarked surfaces of their English muffins. Dismayed, Debbie designed her own cakes, which
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3away from him, trying to pull the machine's grasping claw off him. Oh but that was a mistake, he quickly realized! Dr. Crotchiegrasper the Crotch-Watcher gasped and tumbled forward
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3mutts let him have his fantasies; what else was there for the likes of them? If stretching the truth a little helped Winchester the "Blue Hound" they wouldn't burst his bubble.
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5r's suit pocket. At the funeral, his widow went up to the open casket and was shocked to hear croaking coming from it. "I thought once you croak, that's it," she said. "But
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6different, get angry, & go elsewhere to shop! Ah, just my luck. Only one register was open when I came by later that day. No one noticed the lonely 800lb barbell on lane 5's convey
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7th floundering and sinking to the muddy bottom. Our feet squished in the slimy muck below. She squirmed and kicked me in the chin with her free leg. Stars danced above my head.
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4co, for they knew it would eventually lead them inside. As they stood near the front door, they realized it wasn't just a façade. "Nice pillars," one of them remarked.
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1that wasn't crushed mint and lime zest swirling in the cloudy gray-green "mojito" mix. "I was going to feed those crickets to my pet frog," croaked Sophia. Stella and Stanley spat
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4really creeped me out though. Whenever I walked by that contraption at work, I had to distract myself by thinking happy thoughts and singing. Not eggsactly inconspicuous, but
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7The club patron thought, "Why don't you send the message telepathically, Mr. Fancy-Pants?" The ESPer said, "Hey, I heard that!" The club DJ showed no signs of slowing down
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9the news and asked for back-up. If they heard, however, they weren't taking it seriously. Ouchy was dismayed; Bonzo was getting away! The border patrol
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5, revealing a tongue that resembled a peach pit with pulpy bits dangling from it. Meanwhile my coiled tendrils searched for a weapon. I had to escape the creepy creature's grip.
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3and pipes cream-cheese frosting out onto a freshly baked carrot cake. Bunny then boisterously bounces over to the kitchen counter and grabs a large carving knife.
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4a treasured possession. When he returns, he lifts me from the soft cushions in the coal shed and cleans me up carefully. I try to express that I'm happiest when I feel useful.