Finished Folds (401—420)
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4Underneath the table the choking swallow continued to choke, and no amount of my stifling now seemed able to keep it quiet, so I let it go, and, as it fluttered around the room,
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2The bar smelled like fresh-squeezed hipster and easily was the worst place the band had ever played. They were crammed over in the corner between the men's room and a gigantic
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5The stock boy pointed towards Aisle 8 "Commemorative Novelty Tableward" and was unceremoniously flattened by the ravening mob. Then they were gone....until the next royal wedding.
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3It was carnage, pure and simple - when Wile E. activated the Acme Mundaninator, suddenly cartoon physics (and cartoon chemistry for that matter) went out the window - falls were
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4The wizard had said it might come to this. Always before, shouting the words, he had been clothed - here in the shower, would the Captain be nude? Would the lightning electrocute
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3We were trapped, the room rapidly filling with filthy water from the vents, and the only thing I had on me to work with was a half-eaten bag of Skittles and, of course, the
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3and quantum torpedoes, but the free raktajino samples given out by the buxom Klingon associates more than made up for that. As usual, we went in intending to stick to the list but
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3uncle Floyd. The fondue was jejune, the cobwebbed chandeliers fetid and feckless, and the servers were ignorant of the finer points of particle physics. Andy was not amused, and
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5in the break room - this time with a strongly-worded note stating I would castrate anyone who touched my sandwich. The next day the sandwich was nowhere to be seen, and checking
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4Time to start. Pencils - check. Scrap paper - check. Form 1040A and instructions - check. 3d6 - check. Set of miniatures and map board - check. Box of Girl Scout cookies -
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4Grasping her dorsal fin tighter, I spurred my dolphin on, leaned ahead, victory within my grasp. There was the finish line, and beyond it, Talula waited, my sweet Talula, who
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6I ordered the penne, asked for more iced tea, and fiddled with my napkin. It was too much too soon - the crowd, a date, the fake plants, the odd number of slices in the bread-
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3Those and my hydroencephaly, tinnitis, severe asthma, and myopia were all I had left in the world. Well, my hypochondria as well, but I don't like to talk about that. Unless
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5No one came to my funeral, which was expected, and without ceremony I was sent to the Soylent Green factory to become human kibble. My lonely specter roamed the halls of my old
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8He waved the gun around the room, pointing the gun at no one in particular. 'Vote me past MoralEnd or so help me God I'll write REAL literature." Nancy Pelosi and the rest of the
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5He batted his long lashes, subtly plucked the thong out of his behind and began a sultry, whiskey-voiced rendition of "Sweet Transvestite"
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3"Think 'Julie & Julia', but with serial killers instead of bloggers and chefs. It's called 'Hannibal & Hannibal' - Hannibal Lecter reflects upon his kills, while the audience is
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5Benedict Cumberbatch slithered seductively across the cold marble floor, I stared, fascinated yet slightly revolted, as Maggie Smith, in character as the Dowager Countess and nude
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1Wouldn't you know it, the Global Vampire Pandemic coincided EXACTLY with an anomalous 500% increase in the output of UV radiation by the sun, so that the average moon-lit night was
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2Jeremy calculated that every possible person worth dating on the internet for a given individual lived precisely (2*age)/ (inverse square of mass - 100 kg) miles away, making the