Finished Folds (321—340)
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3"Hey, why don't we sing instead?" the drummer said. "Yes!" agreed the bass guitarist. "We can sing what we say!" The vocal shot himself in the head as the platypus applied lipst
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2O! Pinwheeling red daggering starburstings defibrillating radiances stippling rippling ripples.
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7The Beatles wrote Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds. It would be an entirely different song if they had ghost pepper / LSD / pop rocks / bath salts enemas.
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3survived the Gobi by eating decaying flesh. I subsisted on my own excrement in a filthy Cambodian jail. All this time, I had not tasted hummus. Would it cancel itself out? I dipped
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5Within the flock was a lone platypus, Lord Almighty bless its over-taxed heart, flapping for all it was worth with the meager supply of shit-stuck duck feathers lining its arms.
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1t he himself wanted. Thus rainbowed the paradox. The Leprechaun vocally wanted re-branding, secretly wishing security in brand loyalty. He had a marshmallow of a time trian
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3Bonham Carter), prissily baking human pies while returning blaster fire with the parabolic tin skull of R2-D2 (formerly played by Helena
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3found themselves unceremoniously sampling melano and its amalgamation of weird tastes. Several studio executives were speared through the heart with horns rich in dietary fiber.
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4liqueur.His wife woke up and saw dang Dong Doer clutching unreal Ring Dings in his sleep. She sent him from a prone position to a ninety-degree angle with a well placed fist to the
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4what is perfection but an unattainable ideal? All, even a beautiful blonde woman, is a shadow seen on a cave wall. The sun, who creates shadows, realized this and surrendered envy.
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3succumbed,disseminating,fricasseeing, skewering, twisting, pulverizing, pulping, beating, stretching, distorting the contents of the pages 79 until a strange code filled all walls.
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3The young maestro was galvanized.His fingers moved of their own volition.The ebony violin glistened, quivering the air with torturous beauty. Later all in the room were found dead.
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5w with an obscenity riddled tirade which, with FCC censorship, was rendered nearly unintelligible. He, not John Oliver, abruptly died. The manuscript, the original, with notes scra
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5It was as if there was a force underlying the universe dedicated to interfering with my productivity. I sighed and tried to return my attention to the task at hand.
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5It hung in an unknown gallery, quietly absorbing bohemian stares and stale exhalations from the stuffy atmosphere. An black market art dealer visited one day and recognized its
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4When the professor awoke, she it was now raining miniature unicorns. They frolicked all over her prostate form and she didn't move in fear of crushing these creatures.
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3The Insect Lord sent the infestation of cockroaches careening into the next house. The night preened in swamp gas, the hypopnea of slumped trees a gentle rustling in the moonlight.
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6so they, buoyed by this success, introduced the Alabama Hot Pocket as an entree. Eventually Blumenthal found himself staffless; they all had gone to open an eatery. Their desserts
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2loads of junkies.We Sixtyniners practiced our art in the slurping darkness of our bedrooms, faces pressed in obeisance to the very organs of our origin. Here was the true religion.
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4spicing up the relationship.He dusted off the 3D printer and selected "Tentacle Monster."Waiting for the Avatar to form,he considered the implications of cheating on her with her.