Finished Folds (41—60)
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5You might think it's weird to live in a giant shoe; but trust me, everything from Adidas is fashionable and hip. Hip like Run DMC, by the way. Continuing, this shoe is furnished
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1were adamant in their claims. Jackson brought his shoe designs to merchandisers all over the world, but none reveled in the beauty of his designs; oh, they should fall at his feet!
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4a supermassive black hole. The transformation was slow; the dark matter began by taking over the boy's father's spine, seeping into his muscles. Soon enough the father was
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2and mechanically, systematically began the process of fixing the energy field. WALL-DO in the middle of reprogramming code z6s8-E9, when the field suddenly pulsed, shattering
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2suddenly caused the Spelling Bee God to flicker, lurch. The letters making up his divine physique began to unravel and become undone; no longer were they logical and sequenced, but
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3and spewed rainbow coloured gummy-bears. Rumbleroar the lion looked at me, and I thought, heck, why not. Pigfarts might be a place filled with fairy-floss and gummies as well. So I
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4I hear about it all the time on television, on the radio, from my friends and even my parents; but I never thought it would happen to me. This morning, I had woken up with
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1their elegant yellow, white and red limo with a big joker-smile painted on the front. Ronald McDonald and his posse did not, in fact, wish happiness upon the children and leviathan
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3men don't wear skirts. They just don't. He started to ponder the idea of switching genders; it wouldn't be too bad. Skirts are such beautiful things, would they not be worth it?
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2He looked at them, torn. A blonde, a brunette and a raven-haired beauty. They all gazed at him in expectation, waiting for him to choose one of them. He knits his brow and finally
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1I blinked and told him there was nothing to worry about, but he flailed his arms at me and staggered away as if I had the plague or something. I reached a hand out, hesitantly
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4It is the year 20XX and monsters have taken over the world. Monsters created by our own hand. They
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4She peers at the box in curiosity. Johnny told her not to open it; Johnny said he'd be back soon. She sneaks a peak around and glances back at the box.
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3stared at the man's distorted features twisting in pain, twitching, convulsing. His red, gaping hole of a mouth opens and closes as he tries to form the words that won't come out.
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2She lies down, putting her head on the damp grass, and looks up at the night sky.
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2thought I'd been trying to steal her adorable aardvark offspring, but honestly, I was only trying to help. She attacked me with a motherly ferocity and tore off my left am and leg,
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5Frying Pan flipped me upside down, like a pancake. Mrs Plastic Spatula began to squash me, grind me against Mr Frying Pan and I felt myself flattening into an oily heap. But
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3. Beelzebub sneered as if to say, 'that all you got, you wussy ninja pope?' The ninja pope's eyes widened in terror; he'd used his last trump card, and was now left vulnerable to
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3to hyperventilate and convulse, silver tears pouring out of her eyes and a metallic liquid leaking out of her ears and nostrils. Who eats plutonium, anyway? It's not exactly edible
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8I apologise. I've ended a story without realising it's an ending twice now. But let us continue this tale while it lasts, shall we? A tale of a beautiful young