Finished Folds (701—720)
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2And I was stuck in the South because I was a character in a Flannery O'Connor short story. I blubbered at my misfortune, sipping RC & Crown Royal, lamenting my lost Charmaine and
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9approval. He was looking in the right place; the Norwegians approve of EVERYBODY. The Kraken pulled himself out of a fjord and onto dry land, found a riksvei, and headed for Oslo.
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5But then Ronny got greedy. He contacted an associate in Shanghai, asking what he could cut sugar with. "Melamine," the rogue replied. Without my knowledge, Ronny began introducing
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5had torched the morgue. A trail of dead husbands lay in Rachel Zoe's wake. Yes, she terrified Harry, but he had no choice but to enlist her in his operation. Her unique skill,
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4United -- a dirty crew if there ever was one. Ghostbusters United pitchers were always nicking the balls, their batters applying pine tar. The Ghost Team's complaints to the league
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3developed a mouth on its palm two weeks later. Coincidence? The palm-mouth was chatty, and continuously berated Joe for his faults. "You're lazy." "Your pits stink." "You spend too
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2his guitar into the air, he sneered at Johnny Rotten and then smashed the instrument to bits. "Never mind the Bolshoi..." Johnny sang as the ballerinas stage dived into the arms
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3resurrect the Dark One from the depths of the Mariana Trench. With the aid of James Cameron's Challenger Deep, I will descend and locate the portal, apply an explosive charge, and
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3freezer and called up Jeffrey Dahmer. "I got another one for you," she tantalized. "Yeah?" Jeffrey replied, "What's it going to cost me this time?" Her rates had been going up
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7be analyzed for traces of illicit drug residue. Health inspectors would also serve as fashion police. These initiatives, approved by several layers of committee, made Billy proud
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4Johnsons, and each sought a Tubbs like a Lone Ranger seeks a Tonto -- or, in some cases, a Tarzan seeks a Jane. The cowboy mobsters mistook "aesthetic" for "ethic", and their style
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3they were up to their necks, drowning in pulp: a Pumpkin Apocalypse. Linus' eyes narrowed and drool escaped his gape. Pulp mixed with blood in his brain, boiling the bones of Lucy,
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4every conceivable surface in the stadium, first as tiny droplets, but then as streams connecting in networks across the field, the equipment, the athletes' skin. The collecting dew
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4Sleeps in the light, trying to save dark. Mean Mr. Mustard -- what a moron! When my lip returned to its natural size and shape a weak later, I vowed revenge. In the den. With the
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1"I can't sell that," the gallery manager told Parfait. "It's out of style, 2, maybe 3 seasons. Today's erotic art" -- she looked ecstatically into the art distance -- "should punch
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2Macy's PR department, being pathetic, advised for the merger. A week later, John Wayne Gacy was promoted to CFO and would also become the face of the Gacy's Dept. Store marketing
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3poltergeist was one real mutha; the split-level it had infested was built on an Apache burial ground which itself was built on an Anasazi burial ground. Neighborhood houses began
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6paused, rolled her eyes, and adjusted her bra. "Actually -- I have that backwards." The Modern Gender Ambiguity Contest was a great deal more complicated than Anne had figured. She
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1mother washed dishes. "Hey dish dawg!" he would yell to her, tickled that he was in a higher stratum. Dragon Zombie, the cousin of (yes, that) Rob, would later attend culinary
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5ace in hell for tin men? For scarecrows? There was for lions. How could a cowardly lion trust them now? What had Voltaire said about certainty? "Look," he shouted, pointing a shaky