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The Kraken struggles against the shoes, fearful tears streaming down his slimy face. "I can do anything I want!" -
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, staring at the photographs. Her lucioius eyes, delicious kneecaps, how could one not want to use this product. Mrs. Blakeney grins to herself, satisfied with the eventual
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challenge, and prepared. The table was set, the cups were out. Robert and his Taliban friend took their positions, and began the most intense game of beer pong that was ever
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examine the large, spherical object laying in his backyard. Bubba, immediately knowing he's going to be internet famous, whips out his Samsung Galaxy S3, and begins recording the
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brought down barrels of rain. It harrassed the sea, but only carressed Ralph. It carressed him like a mother. It carressed him like his girlfriend in third grade, roughly and confu
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began wailing, sending out a siren to anyone nearby. The hobo was petrified. Literally. As if Medusa had shared a loving glance with him, he was frozen dead in his tracks.
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Every inch of skin began to bubble, pockets of pus and hellish soul pop at each wave of holy water. This was not how I meant to die.
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Or maybe a cake the size of Napoleon himself? That shouldn't be too hard to make. One, two layers at most. The cooks scurry about, gathering the ingredients to prepare the masterpi
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the skin bounces excitedly off the feathers, and away into the distance. Looking to the people around her, she proceeds to lift the fungus-infected toes to her mouth and
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, hastily preparing for another ritual. Mommy, suddenly impervioius to the screams of her daughter, drags her into the closet, tossing a black robe at her, and a knife. What was sh
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finally come to frutation. It would work out perfectly, and finally, just finally, he'd get to sit back, drink a martini, and enjoy the joy in knowing somewhere, his plan actually
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Despite what my mind was thinking, I continued scarfing down the 19 year old Twinkies. It may have been the best choice of my life, for sure.
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and small shreds of bloodied flesh. The rabbits were on a rampage, and nothing could stop them from eating those who truly deserved to die. It was their life goal to
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. My eyes are nothing but a bowl for blue cheese and maybe a side of fresh veggies. Maybe one day, my ambition to be as seductive as red wine will come true, but for now
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on my plate. It was not what I wanted. I shove it into my mouth, immediately tingling at every appendage. Eating that electrified sponge was the one decision I will always
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and promptly collapsed in the arms of his companion. The weight of the situation was too much for David's feeble mind to handle, and in mere moments, he was having an anxiety attac
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reputaion was on the line. He needed to satisfy the princess. Casper snatches the sheets from the bed, and puts on his game face. This will work.
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dancers were secretly canoodling. Han's, Chewy's, and the dancers' lives were all mixed in with one another. Not only did they express their affection towards eachother often, they
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addiction? He shuddered with the uncertainty of the situation. The little plastic car smiles comfortingly at him, but it does nothing except worsen his nerves. As Poocher hands him
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Scratching at his head, the Joker walks further into the 48th Annual Clown Convention. His eyes scan the crowd, and he soon realizes that despite his years of training, he doesn't