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  do, but what do I know, I'm friends with a llama. So with my big bowl of fried hands I sat down to watch the game, scratching my butt with a slightly burnt hand all the while. The

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  2012-12-09 22:36:09

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  beautiful lace dress, vaguely reminiscent of 50's style. It was only lightly splattered with brains, unlike most of my other clothing. My hair was still attached to my scalp, but

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  2012-12-09 22:31:35

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  "Sweet Jesus Derek, you have to have an actual ride if you want us to pimp it. What you have is a tricycle covered in what I'm hoping isn't shit. Stop contacting us." Damn.

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  2012-12-09 22:29:02

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  and patted my beak. The smell of fruit wafted in through the window, so I sprang up from the hospital bed and ran over to it, making a ridiculous plan involving feathers.

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  2011-12-03 23:48:08

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  concentration. He would get so frustrated after all of this that he had no choice left but to do incredible amounts of blow. Unfortunately, Mississippi cocaine is notoriously

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  2011-11-23 18:44:02

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  instantly destroyed by a passing semi. The skeleton dog shattered into pieces, and the driver of the semi got a faceful of undead puppy. Swearing angrily in French, the driver

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  2011-11-23 18:41:41

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  on his opponent's pelvis, and started to rhythmically thrust. His opponent looked very uncomfortable, but politeness demanded that he put up with the hipster touch, even if he was

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  2011-11-23 18:39:05

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  grabbed a blow dryer, aiming it at the officer. To my horror (and relief) he melted away under the warm air.

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  2011-02-03 13:16:50

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  My hands started to shake in my efforts to control myself. Violent images flashed through my skull, dripping past my eyes until everything had a sheen of red-including her.

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  2011-02-02 23:00:43

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  Small, sneaky things crawled around the broken bicycle, grasping fingers reaching for the girl perched upon the seat.

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  2011-02-02 22:58:50

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  Arnie shrugged, sneakily pushing the dismembered tail of a rat back into the soup. Fresh ingredients should never be wasted, after all.

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  2011-02-02 22:57:04

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  But you have to know, I never wanted this to happen. We both know it would have been better if you had just stayed in the dark, don't we?

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  2011-02-02 22:55:32