Finished Folds (1901—1920)
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0s girlfriend's sister a kiss yesterday. That should keep the fellow guessing. That spy sure had looked an awful lot like Mr. Wong. He'd better hope that Mrs. Wong didn't find out.
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9ing inspector, he had a difficult time rising to the occasion. Whenever he tried entering a tall, sleek skyscraper downtown, he was reminded of her. He'd loved the way she assessed
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3I promise to keep all of my resolutions, no matter what. Unless of course if it's impossible. Or if I get bored, frustrated, and/or decide it's no longer worth the effort. 6.
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6was enjoying this, a bit more than she should. As Nancy continue to shout, Gary covered his eyes with his arms trying to shield them from the piercing sunlight. This migraine was
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3and what was a gosth to do? Emenia meant well when she gave her auntie an ant farm. How could she have known they were armed and dangerous fire ants? Now Auntie was bedridden
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1Rock shook his head, trying to steer clear of such morbid ideas. Just then, he glanced up and noticed the thick, slightly frayed length of cord hanging from the low ceiling...
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2don't think it really matter whether we see eye to eye on everything. Everyone needs a hobby, as they say. Some might call it an obsession, but I just happen to enjoy watching bul
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1'Was it not Yertle the Turtle,' guessed the Judge, 'who done in Miss Myrtle?' 'Ssquaaawwk! When do we sail?! Squawk!' was the clever critter's reply. 'Sounds like a yes to me!'
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3. He reached inside her lute and pulled out the ticket from the G string. He grinned, and before she could say boo, he began singing, "What's the story with Balamory?"
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5complementary barf bag, given to him on the Festival cruise ship. It wasn't much of a souvenir anyways. At least now he'd put it good use. Capt. Black wiped his greasy mouth with
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5Perusing the recipes, I spied Deviled Dugong Dumplings, Mashed Maple Manatee, Green Sea Turtle Soup, Hearty Humpback Whale Tarts, Wedgemussel in White Wine Sauce, and
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3y heeled pumps, all the while the gals wobble around trying to keep their balance. Acting innocent, I say, "Whew, that was some mighty gust of wind that just blew in here!"
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9It was the Blue Man Group, fervently drumming and wildly splashing Day-Glo paint across the beet-red sand. Some landed on my upturned face, like a neon glop of radioactive bird poo
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4t language devices. Adherents can utilize all sorts of arcane code words, euphemisms, allusions, and hidden meanings within their own personal additions to folding stories.
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8The scientist's fellow passengers aboard the hovercraft all looked at her strangely, wondering if perhaps she'd inhaled a little too much spice during their last stop on Arrakis.
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3asked. I shrugged. Meanwhile my toe-mice kept squeaking. Once Ms. Gates looked away, I surreptitiously slid thin slices of Gruyère into the heels of my shoes, hoping to soothe them
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4how to cup their hands to their mouths, so as to mimic different bird sounds. A favorite was the call of the great horned owl, although most attempts sounded more like
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6The two of them had much to discuss, having so much in common. She with her felicitous ferret and he with his starry-eyed stoat. They could make a good team, he thought. If only
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5The woman cried, "Please no more slides. I corn take it any longer!" The man frowned and said, "Aw shucks, I was only trying to educate you... and by the way, call me Colonel."
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3But she held it in, so to speak, as she didn't want to piss of the judge with such an inquiry. Instead she considered ways to further probe the evidence. The death penalty seemed