Finished Folds (41—48)
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3self-esteem. Damn, would he ever get that night out of his head? It wasn't just the gerbils anymore. They were all in on it. He could see so clearly now!The sensuous, the grotesque
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6"That" I calmly explained "is the last thing on your mind". I spun, graceful, driving my exposed coccyx deep into her eyesocket. "Now my dear, THAT is what teen spirit tastes like"
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1easy-bake oven. Quoltar V the 7th demon of the lost gate had been trapped within. His powers growing steadilly as he devoured the tiny, unsuspecting
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5family parties. Sure, it chafed, but hey that was the point. After all if you can't enjoy the suffering of others it just wouldn't be Christmas in the Hinterland.
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1"Peas with rice?" asked the lisping effeminate. We had just been about to leave the restroom when he'd appeared from the adjacent stall. "Disintegration is their spookiest album
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3heaving swells surrounding what remained of his ship. The water choked him, causing his beastial cry to cut short into a guttural moan. He began to feel
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2The Marquis strode through the courtyard searching for his lost wench. His manservant would be whipped severely if she had escaped the camp. Women were hard to come by north of
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2blood stains just turn brown. It wasn't the first time he'd been in this situation, but it was a new town. A new chance to finally wipe the screams from his