Finished Folds (1—20)
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2Banjo Jo sat in his Ford holding the love of his life, Acetylene Candy. He'd won her in a Pick-Off the year before in Soddy Daisy, TN. Since then their riffs together grew sweeter
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5But he missed the sniper on the grassy knoll & got winged as he flew past the abandoned Oldsmobile set up on blocks. He ducked & rolled right into the storm drain. Rats the size of
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5" Fold 8 answered, but immediately put Fold 7 on hold then dropped the call. Fold 7 let out a string of f*lding expletives that even Fold 1 could hear. Fold 2 called Fold 1, "What
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7Now you may know of Huntsville as Rocket City or Moon Town, but to the locals it is known as Haint City, because it is a Hellmouth, more or less, & that walk-up is the front door.
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3as a bloody lump on the road, all because of Joe. In the grand scheme of things, I'd trade Joe's life for the dog's any day, so that night I pulled out all my transmigration books
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3But desire requires passion, and passion a belief in something. I didn't believe in anything. How could I? I'd seen the Truth, the endless spinning wheel of Life. There was no
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7Till one day slave ask what that in me neck. He reach up and tug on it. I try stop, but he keep tugging. He pull out. I die.
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42. Wake up. 3. Wake up. Jane's list repeated this command over & over again. She was caught in a nightmarish Groundhog's Day miasma of New Year's Resolution hell. She had to
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6death was tucked within it. He reached in opened the jar, stuck in a knife & spread ghastly death all over his toast. With his last breath he sighed, "Cripes, foiled again..."
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3d louder till it reached a pitch that only dogs could hear. That's when Mangler, the MinPin, spotted him.Unfortunately, it didn't end well for the hamster that day, I can tell you.
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6with an extended cab. She slid the seat back fully & pulled her cankled foot in through the double doors. "It's pedal to the metal time, boys!" & she drove off in a cloud of dust.
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7of Sourdough Johnny who flung out his sticky arms & embraced Pecan Don in a smothering hug. Though he struggled mightily, Pecan Don could not extricate himself & slowly sunk into t
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5"There is no such thing as a bad guitar, just bad players," Then he chuckled and gave a shrug of his insectoid shoulders, shook his head and walked away whistling a tune that was v
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5of old toy soldiers. So piquant--the taste of lead on my tongue. It reminds me of the tang of strychnine & ammonia in gin.A heady mix for an immortal, & quite the party trick too.
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4t to grab him by his arms & shake the sparkles right out of him. But the last time he shook a fairy, he was turned into a toad for a fortnight. To this day he still tasted flies wh
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0Who said reading mainly fiction was a waste of time? Why today alone, I learned what excelsior & fruit machines are, & most of the $0.25 words I use to purple up my prose came from
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5Expanding the monetary medium in the vacuum of space was quite a feat, but they relished a challenge. In the end they franchised their business & left the galaxy $40g in the black.
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5a deep kiss--one for the books that one--then strode out the door with his manuscript in hand. The media had a heyday with the material. John Oliver dedicated his entire 30 min sho
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1she picked up a danish she'd dropped on the floor at an eatery rated a 54 & ate around the bits of hair & street grim stuck to it..That was it. All my $3 P.I.'s could dig up on her
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5The chocolate pudding was just out of reach.Their porcine fingers stretched and strained, but they just couldn't reach beyond the folds of their bellies. With a grunt they slunk aw