Finished Folds (1181—1200)
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5and stumbled into the lap of Father Montalban. He was four sheets to the wind and headed for five. "Don't tell the monsignor 'bout are li'l secret," he warned, "or I'm liable to
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5really see the future by caressing one's kneecaps. Maybe he was just a perv who got off on that sorta thing. Manatee had seen a lot of that kind of thing in Afghanistan, where he
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6administrator was a disaster. I quit immediately and booked a flight for Tibet. If anyone knew how to reinstate a taste-deficiency, it was the Skittle-loving Dalai Lama. On arrival
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2Athens for a gyro and a metric tonne of absinthe. Three years later, he was as drunk as he had ever been -- and the next day, severely hung over. He crawled through a pool of his
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0was high on the chronic. "There is a dark side to the medical marijuana program," thought Fatler's niece. She continued coloring in her Mommy's Rehab coloring book, using indigo to
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3if you down it in zero gulps, the you will be granted an honorary doctorate in physics. The choice is yours." Robert had always coveted a PhD, but his little problem had prevented
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2"CBI?" I guffawed! "That's not a real agency! And it's a plastic badge." His gun, quite obviously, was metal. Cold hard metal. Death metal. "Turn off that awful music," he ordered
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6pulled a saxophone out of the briar. Charlie Parker, Ornette Colemen, Morphine -- man, this Rabbit cat had range! Remus hated jazz in all of its forms, so he retreated to his
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5Seven days since my last taste of poultry. Haven't had as much as a bean in three. And the last of the water... I look down at my cat, she's as thin as a paperclip. Why, why did
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3impersonators, who were actually members of GWAR employing an alternate spelling, in lower case, to avoid suspicion. Their clandestine ops, under the auspices of the NSA, were
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4r uneaten barbecue. It's really rude. The could offer us some." Margie gripped her clipboard and began checking boxes and jotting notes. The Regional Admin would no doubt be
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2Or perhaps a tart was supposed to jump out of her like a ping pong ball out of a Vietnamese... She always got these kinds of things confused, particularly after imbibing more than
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6continued running, faster and faster, in wider and wider circles, until she was running so fast that she was digging channels in the earth beneath her, then orbiting the planet,
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6crude jokes he had learned from the Archbishop. His diocese was renowned not only for mixing the spiciest drinks in the country but for
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3useful during Armageddon after all! But whose side was I on? Were there really any sides anymore? It didn't matter -- I was enjoying this new freedom, unshackled from
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4The play, advertised as "a moral experiment", had all the cosmetic trappings of a religious event. However, he became suspicious during the opening act when the audience was doused
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5I realized it was not in fact a flower pot but was rather a piranha pot. My screams could be heard for miles. "What do I do?" I shouted, balling. "Take a piranha bath!" responded
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5was unfortunate for Boris that his glandular condition had not progressed at the time of his demise; a hyper-critical pituitary allows one to transcend time and being so that
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3piper came a pipin', the gig was up. The piper was the zombie of Kurt Cobain, who, contrary to popular myth, HATED DEVO even more than he despised the highly-regarded sounds of
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6armies, provided you sautee the soldiers in industrial waste." His bitterness was understandable; his wife of eleven weeks had abandoned him and was now shacking up with three