Finished Folds (721—740)
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4like the ones those people wear in Wall-E. YEAH! No more working! Just sitting on my fat, Lopez-like ass and sipping shakes and watching TV!
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2that was the fun of it. I would try 34 more bathrooms that day, a kind of hepatitis Russian roulette in my half-hearted suicide attempts. All because her speeches bored me so.
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4used them as fingerpaints, where I was hoping that she'd make more Rorschach tests to while away the afternoon as we waited for the Gorgons. I drank another pint.
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0The phone was made of cheddar cheese, the cat made of gouda. "All the cheese in the world won't make up for what Charlie has done to MY chocolate". The twinkle in his eye returned.
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3It was time to write. The clouds had lifted to reveal a particularly beautiful sunset. L'mar felt that the clouds had also lifted from the crippling writer's block that had
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2Pooling their money together, Wexler's Army realized they could just afford movie tickets for only 3 of the 6 of them. What good was their make-believe if there was no real loot
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1I have a monkey head.
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0Stan's father worked in the landfill, just like his grandfather had. Stan wasn't so sure it was for him. It didn't help that everyone called him Stinky.
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2to have consumed almost all of Long John Silver's booty. Ninjas sure are expensive! He used his remaining dubloons to open a chain of greasy fast food fish restaurants.
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0bitter almond. "Crap! They must have figured out my plans" and collapsed in a heap. The trailer remained silent.
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1, coming through the other side as if through a black hole. The unlucky bird entered a dimension where birds couldn't fly using their wings, but instead used
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2becoming immortal. "Now that dog can't say shit".
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5and stuffs pancakes in your mouth. No syrup, just dry, over-cooked Aunt Jemimah's. And how about this for a comma?
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6of slap the pancake. Wasn't sure why anyone would develop such a video game. Too simple, it seemed. I quickly found myself unable to put the DS down. Then, I suddenly saw my future
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4took out the batteries. Perseus would need some quiet while reading the paper and finishing his pancakes. The other gods would just have to wait. Shotgunning some syrup,
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7that was haunted by former elderly. They would always cause trouble when the old people were eating their morning pancakes. Carts would move. Butter and syrup would become scarce
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5of the local Pancake Society, which had breakfast together every second Thursday to discuss breakfast. I decided that this group was ripe to become minions in my legion of terror
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4Then he felt lonely. Still daydreaming about pancakes (if you can even daydream at night), Hercules got up and ransacked an IHOP and sat down to a god-sized platter of pancakes
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1ate pancakes with a makeshift spoon made from the empty milk carton. "Fuck you", Tosh said, turning his back and eating even more ravenously. Facebook cronies
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2shower everyone with rainbows. That Papa smurf was a meth addict was no secret. The gun in his hands, however, hinted his paranoid delusions had become something more. Pancakes