Finished Folds (61—74)

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  berries and plum pudding. Puudy pudding, mmmmm." The boy waddled off, his undersized clothes constricting his movement as he waddled past the green grocer with a look of horror on

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  couldn't stop licking himself. His paw was almost bald from all the washing. He needed to find a solution, and fast, before the Beowulfs of the free world took over and decimated h

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  my fiscal report, I would have to change my stripes. Be the lizard tiger of the realm. Boarding a wiggle tram I ascended the spiral of squishy stairs to the rampart of destiny, det

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  but with her swollen abdomen she encased me in her folds. I buzzed and struggled, but to no avail. So a smothering death is was to be my end. But then she loosened her grip and whi

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  No, that wasn't right. The words formed in his head, but his lips wouldn't form the right shapes to sound them. He blew a bubble of spit then shrugged and tried again. "Mimsy, you

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  where the drinks were tall and the women taller. To the little town where he'd met Summer in a glass and on the front steps of a bungalow called desire.Did he love her, not really,

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  But I love mystery more. The elegance of Moonday and the thrill of Thorsday. History in their names washed over by a sea of time and man's insatiable desire to imprint himself on

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  They were young once, two boys romping in the snow, till that fateful day when the reindeer spoke and the magic was revealed to be truth. But not the truth Krampus expected. Not in

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  Soul mats come in all forms. Perhaps this was just a lesson he needed to learn and his angel just a door to walk through. In the end he decided to sleep on it--let his dreams guide

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  Through the window of discontent, she looked at the world. Bemused, a sad chuckle escaped her lips as she muttered the only words the made sense in the moment, "Brill Cream and

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  2014-12-19 22:59:23

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  He was a jolly ol' soul, it was true, but he had a bag full of goodies and the smugglers couldn't resist. They grabbed his sack and ran away. Later that night they turned to coal.

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  I cracked a smile, and then a book, and then my head on the tile floor as I slipped on the remains of an open pizza box that poked halfway out from under my bed. "Damn" I shouted.

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  A whip. A chain. Brought to you by the Miracle Man on 39th Street. He held his head high and screamed at the moon. Yellow was his color and he wore it with disdain all the years of

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  shoulders, followed by a cacophonous din as the cans rolled across the floor banging into the shelves across the aisle. I mumbled and apology then pushed my cart past his

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