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the magic hat and all of us are right on board with ceasing to hoard." Trix couldn't help but nix this plan, saying, "Ciaran, the ultimate sacrifice wasn't so nice but wow that cow -
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in the drink known only as the Rachael Ray. It was not the ideal chaser when one had been imbibing Julia Childs for the past three years, but then, what was? Heroinegirl swallowed
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go use the little werewolves room--uh, er, the little boys' room?" I asked nervously, hoping no one had heard my slip-up. It took so little to arouse the teacher's ire these days.
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"What is with all these freaking medicine men in these stories?" I bellowed at my computer. "Why can't we have benign, non-racist topics like the merits of green and purple grapes?
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top that retracts at the press of a button, like that one stadium," I snapped at the genie. For someone who'd just been granted three wishes, I sure did feel awfully grumpy over it
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illiam grimaced as he bit into the roast venison that unbeknownst to him had been laced with white gunk from the batteries in a time traveler's walkman. I tried not to mirror his
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worthy of a supermodel, though of course the sociobehavioral meta-dynamics of the interactions surrounding media popularity were dubious at best. I sighed. I was overqualified to
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egg couldn't deny he'd been trapped in the riddle yet again. Truly, it was the conundrum of his eggsistence. Well, that and the general public's obsession with punning on the word
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scathingly. He raised his rifle to his shoulder and sighted one of the narcissistic herbivores in question, knowing without a doubt that they deserved only death. His finger on the
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Tangled in a web of bureaucracy and needlessly long names, Al was glad at least the WMPPTF had a plan. That he was to be the hero of said plan? Well, that was a little more dubious
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word, and the entire meta-structure she'd created for writing stories about writing stories would crumble like so much dust in her hands. She thought again, wistfully, of her mom's
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unfortunate Norwegians suffering from seasonal affective disorder as they huddled around the artificial light of the full-spectrum simulating bulbs, grunting and playing Scrabble.
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Theodore looked at the sentence he'd just written and frowned. Ever since the mishap with the Writer's De-Block-Inator 2000, he'd been prone to nonsensical sentence fragments. He
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"You undercooked sausages!" bellowed Yurii. "Watch how my harmonixer powers destroy you even as you struggle to pronounce the word 'harmonixer' and wonder in vain what it means!"
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his calls, and he wondered if his talking dog had grown silent from fear or from shame. He had told her he would never again strike her, but they had both known it was a lie. Liver
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plain English, it nevertheless manages to achieve these mystical properties. Theodessa the Bored was the only one crazy enough to go looking for the Fold That Causes Insanity. Cake
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chicken soup, distracting the warriors with its rich scent and reminder of home. "Fight it, soldiers!" Great Badgerheart cried. "It is but an illusion! Cast off this dark sorcery!"
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Tall blinked as the door opened onto a bright blast of light. She could see the figure of the medicine man's nemesis only in shadow, but one thing was for sure--it wasn't human.