Finished Folds (641—660)

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  would make a real man out of me. "Your father was too much of a pansy to run over pedestrians," she complained bitterly. Misanthropic mothers have lofty expectations. "You'll learn

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  who now operated under the moniker The Grand Amazer. "Our son, Jimmy," Daddy the Greek began,"he has no ambition." Mommy the Greek stifled her tears. "Tell us, oracle, what will he

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  2013-10-27 19:30:53

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  "I think I ate the bones!" Eros gasped, recognizing her nakedness, and Psyche fell from the tree and brained Newton. The satyr guffawed. "Naw, I was just messing with y'all."

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  2013-10-27 19:26:54

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  escaped her barrage and scurried out into a cornfield. She set down her shotgun and lit a makeshift torch. "Looks like a bad harvest this year." No zombie brats were going to

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  But when the giant tried to lift her, he discovered that Lucie was not distinct. Her conjoined twin, Lucie, rose along with her. They resembled Margot Kidder. "Sisters!" the giant

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  2013-10-27 19:17:52

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  gonna prevent me my last simple pleasure. I ate hell outta my slops that noon, then hopped to the shed and grabbed my hatchet. Forget sophisticated prostheses; a simple peg-leg

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  2013-10-27 19:13:19

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  you SOB!" She danced around the director, taunting him, pointing at his silly shoes and issuing insults. "I'm smarter than Clive Barker, who is stinky, who wouldn't know a good

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  2013-10-27 19:09:50

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  looked at himself long and hard in the mirror. He picked up an ashtray and threw it into the glass. Shards reflected fragments of Serling's pained expression. He ate another butt.

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  2013-10-27 19:06:33

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  of the focus on quantity over quality. "The key to an active and joyful amorous life," the Queen began, "is a healthy imagination." Knicker Airlines would have to clean up its act

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  2013-10-27 19:01:51

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  It is said that Picasso, with his last breath, whispered, "Modigliani." Likewise would SlimWhitman expire, issuing the name of his mortal fold nemesis. "MoralEnd..."

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  2013-10-27 18:57:42

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  hotline representative responding, the emergency call was fielded directly by the Great Moderator itself. "Such questions are not wise for mortal folders to ask." Chastised, I

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  2013-10-27 18:43:16

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  y dans when they venture into certain neighborhoods, a sure way to make comrades. Redback spiders are nefarious, not to be trusted. This is a new kind of war. Arachnid training is

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  2013-10-27 18:39:52

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  panicked and several students were trampled. A riot ensued; the neighborhood burned for weeks. The Guard was called in, resulting in casualties. Pete sobbed. One simple question

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  2013-10-27 18:37:12

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  from an invisible vine and began to peel off the skin. I removed the sticker from my face and asked, "What kind of grapes?" Chiquita banana lady ate a peeled grape. "Invisible."

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  2013-10-27 18:30:28

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  leaving a trail of droppings in morse code. His response stretched for miles; Searching Dog was not known for brevity. Physicist Lee Smolin was gobsmacked when happened upon the

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  2013-10-27 18:24:05

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  Jim joined the local SCA chapter; he'd need supplies, and these freaks could deliver. He drove as far as 350 miles for a morning star, but a suit of plate armor was available

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  2013-10-27 18:19:10

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  their troubles were only beginning. Ryker's beard spontaneously became sentient and attacked his face viciously. Troi began confusing her emotions, mistaking love for ennui. Worst

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  2013-10-27 18:14:50

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  your fashionable cousins, the nouveau seasons! Television premier season! Holiday shopping season! Drone warfare season! They are not tied to staid tradition, Autumn, you feeble-

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  2013-10-27 06:59:45

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  Mr. Pants shook off her hand. "But don't you see," he continued to sob, "the whole thing is fixed! Italy is small potatoes. The PIIGS...no. It's a larger game...a horrid, evil

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  2013-10-27 06:54:44

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  budded from the vast form of grandmammy Moloch, the bitch with incalculable teats. Infinity cow. Mum's 7 milkers made me massive and strong, and I conquered lands from Grenada to

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