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  began singing "Bad Romance" and shoved the CIA agent onto the dance floor. Which, because of the acid trip, he had failed to notice was actually a combine, which immediately

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  2011-02-23 08:57:53

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  their own homemade aprons. Crazy they were, but no one questioned their homemaking abilities. Monsters they were, but hardly anyone mentioned that anymore, for they always had

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  2011-02-23 08:53:36

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  scrotum. I wouldn't be even able to get my head down to dive for Christsake! I step into the water, only to find that it's really gelatin, human gelatin made from

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  2011-02-23 08:49:39

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  our ordeal, I guess she deserved at least one "little pleasure". I laughed aloud at my ironic joke, but Iris seemed lost in

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  2011-02-23 08:46:09

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  Those pants-crocodiles seemed innocent enough, but the were all gambling addicts raised on enemas. Their penchant for crossword puzzles made them an asset, as it were, but

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  2011-02-23 08:43:09

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  began swaying again, letting us know that it had passed underfoot. Did it really matter any more? And why were we still on this bridge? Midgets with vertigo were hardly

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  2011-02-23 08:39:18

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  he noticed that one had survived. Gently, he picked it up and carried it through the smoke and the flames to the Mommy and Me class. There, they enjoyed an hour of guided

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  2011-02-23 08:36:13

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  the minefield that The Joker had carefully laid out, but had given up on halfway through when his dentures had slipped. "Mannequin head, get over here and help me rub

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  2011-02-23 08:33:18

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  ntually, there'd be other things, too. Things on top of other things. Things with a shape. Amorphous things. Wow, this antique shop had everything. Except Eve.

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  2011-02-23 08:30:17

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  began to pray daily for deliverance. What showed, of course, was the Domino's guy, who was also an amature urologist. His name was Doctor Poncho. Fixednthe bladder, but began

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  2011-02-23 08:25:18

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  his right hand's servo controller. Although a ridiculous notion, Bumble Bee still considered taxes a left brain activity, forgetting of course that the servo had a glitch that made

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  2011-02-23 08:21:04

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  give them all what they so glaringly BEGGED for-style and substance. "jingle bells, everywhere!", he exclaimed as sleep finally came.

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  2011-02-23 00:25:18

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  at his crotch. "Now, what were you saying about crack being good for the plumber?" The nurse cackled. It was a laugh akin to jars of peanut butter being drawn and quartered by Lars

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  2011-02-23 00:20:02

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  extreme sausage importer, aren't you? Loni smiled, frowned, then smiled again. "Loni is only a nickname, you know. I'm really known as

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  2011-02-23 00:14:55

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  when we ran out of ammo for our vegetable guns? Could we risk stopping at a produce stand? Would the baby like broccoli? So many questions to answer, so little

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  2011-02-23 00:11:25

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  Their closets, having been cleaned, became the final destination for the races who had fought over asses like that for so long. Peace became as facile as ur favorite old sweatshirt

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  2011-02-23 00:00:41

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  was taken aback at how people suddenly treated him like a god. For Bifidus truly was a god. A god finally coming into his own.

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  2011-02-22 23:55:01

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  park the car in Harvard Yard. But the wormholes had taken care of that punchline. The comedians gave up hope of space travel. Their audiences were finite. They became despondent.

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  2011-02-22 23:51:09

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  became a thing of the past. Yet everyone always needs something to worry about, and so, each night on the news, a new worry was intoned. Tonight it was zippers.

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  2011-02-22 23:48:08

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  Cam had scratched that itch before and was forlorn that he couldn't help but go back again and again.

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  2011-02-22 23:46:13