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"Nice one, sir," the toilet said.
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160632
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Harold Smithe awoke that Tuesday morning precisely at 6 am. He did this every day for as long as he could remember. Even on the weekends when his schedule varied. Well, varied slightly. He lay in bed trying to wake up and mulled over the things he needed to accomplish for…
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160611
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On an overcast and humid day in August, Jesus—with Dad’s permission, of course—decided to make his grand return.
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160696
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Everyone loves a story of love
unrequited.
But what about the stories
of the unrequited lovee?
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160686
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Our afterlife depends upon//
what interesting shape
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160688
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“I won't live here,” Beth said, waving her hand to indicate the small Southern town in which they were having dinner—the most delicious fried chicken either of them had ever tasted—in a restaurant located in an antebellum mansion. She looked…
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16051911
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Girl with glasses and
skinny fingers
playing with wires
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160562
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Eddie meets Sarah Packard, a “college girl” played by Piper Laurie. She walks with a limp, a fact Eddie doesn’t notice at first because she’s sitting down at a diner table in a bus station. She’s alcoholic and writes poetry.
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160521
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"For several days thinking they had found a dead man’s boot beside the highway..."
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160585
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It was by the well on one cold early spring morning
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160521
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Ug seemed kinda down in the dumps so, uncharacteristically for a male hominid, I asked him why he looked so glum.
“Ug no find nice girl,” he said, poking a stick in the dirt.
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160577
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The whole thing is broken. It's like an egg. I'm not saying this to get you to say something else in the sunny opposite direction of the tattooed scar upon my painted backyard scene. I don't really care. It's only on me. Not on you. I'm glad as…
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160511
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When we started plans for the party, none of us wanted Larry to die, most of all Larry himself.
Actually, when we first started plans for the party, Larry wasn’t dying.
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160522
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...you should pick a VERY OLD millionaire. Very old, and NOT VERY WELL...
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160500
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I'm subconsciously a sucker for guys who are no good for my
self-esteem. Or waistline.
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16051412
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You call your wife. “Do you see what I see?” you ask.
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16042112
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We lie sleepless at night, enraged,/
and finger the keyboard
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160492
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The bus heads west on Route 36, toward the next stop – Howell, New Jersey. After driving ten minutes, and after crossing the tracks, the bus gets a flat.
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160496
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I held her hand through two divorces, I warned her that gorgeous Geoffrey was homosexual when she was oblivious, and I fed her children when she was off at rehab (four times before it 'took').
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16041411
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I dream of benzene rings/
and polymer shrouds
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160421
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She picked the fish out of the box leaving a pool of mucus and blood slowly congealing on the shelf and dripped it toward the kitchen table. Outside the wind lashed the tops of the poplar trees together and rain sprayed from the barn roof opposite.
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160444
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I try to enjoy my bookbut the mannequins keep tapping at the windowWhen I look up they vanish Outsidefibreglass clouds are kept in placeby invisible wires——Sometimes the mannequins …
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160453
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Twenty-two tornadoes tore through Toronto, spiraling steel and stone to the streets where she stood, texting her best friend.
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160477
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He laughs and runs just like the other boys even though he doesn’t have a father now, just his mom.
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160474
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Food is silly. Eating is silly. Yet the camaraderie of sharing a table is not silly. It is sacred. It becomes silly when the jello arrives.
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160442
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160420
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Contemporary persecution of Christians takes on milder forms of torture like having to explain away something Pat Robertson said, or constantly having to hear about Fred Phelps picketing funerals because he happens to hate homosexuals.
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1604108
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Sunday morning beginning with a bang. Accused, found wanting, sentenced.
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What grabbed the mind when you heard about it was the way he did it.
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