Finished Folds (81—100)
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3cut. The fabric separated beneath his jury-rigged scissors in a most satisfying way, and he smiled the smile of a man who liked to smile. A lot.
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4slurpee machine, and ending with the paper towels. It always ended with the paper towels.
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2suffered with mild depression, although I that wasn't to go beyond the walls of this room, if you know what I mean. You do know, right? Right?
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4other than the fact that they hadn't updated their facebook status this whole time. Not to mention their twitter feeds. How would anyone know? Would this moment be lost to
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4would miss the planet entirely, causing massive embarrassment all over the world. The gunman nodded awkwardly, and turned away, as the cashier nodded encouragingly, while closing
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2Earth. Then they wondered; is telepathized a word? As they pondered, they considered, and they stalled. If there was any question the entire staff of the
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3Well, at least not since Furbies, or those dolls you could adopt. Cabbage Patch kids, that was it. Those were true loves, beanie babies were just a torrid affair; but I do not
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5On the other hand, now that I had it, I was as happy as a... What's a good metaphore... a bee with a flower? No... A dog with a bone? No.... A
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4'Fingers!' he exclaimed, 'I have too many fingers! I have to get rid of some, or the world will end!' As he gripped the knife, it occured to me that going out for dinner was not
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6he stomped his foot, and huffed, and generally made a scene, albeit quietly, before taking the escalator down to hell as he was instructed. "I'lll show them," he thought, "I'll
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5where you would encounter many things, man, and do some really heavy stuff, dude. It would be awesome. I wanted nothing to do with it, of course, so I took my kiwi and
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3the Land of the Lost. I asked the little green man what was going on, but he just kept smiling, and pointing to the door. I don't think he knew much English, after all.
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6in, with a blender, some chick-peas, and a clove of garlic. They efficiently worked, combining the ingredients with a squeeze of lemon, to make perhaps the best hummus she had
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8his bright orange jumpsuit. J. Manatee only wore the jumpsuit because it was aerodynamic, and therefore helped him with his P.I. work, but still, the girls didn't seem to
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1but it was no use. I realized that there were some trampolines that simply could not be beaten; and, my dignity intact, I walked away.
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3I can't be doing that. People will talk, he thought, grateful that he didn't need to do that again.
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5Not to mention nutmeg, the nectar of the gods. Oh, how he loved nutmeg, how a single spoonfull made him feel, how he danced and sang, how it helped him meet the love of his life,
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3in a perhaps futile attempt to fit it all in my mouth at one time. There was just so much of it, and I only had so much mouth. I pounded and pounded, but the pie simply
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4to dance. Which wasn't the best thing that could have happened; when the Shadow danced, everyone watched. Even his Toad the Wet Sprocket shirt wouldn't be able to
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2in the distance, quickly approaching. It didn't matter. His mojo was all powerful; there was no way the fuzz would get him. He snapped his fingers, winked at a