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Croaking Blobfrogs
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Prissy Priscilla was prancing merrily across the fertile floor, tossing marshmallows, when the floor sprouted vegetables. Carrots, onions, peas and cabbege appeared to transform into a smorgasbord of pizza blobfrogs. Yum! If Jane saw the huge crowd gathering in the gazebo, she might be tempted to prance thither and yon could be her destination. Organic marshmallows produce euphoric vegetables from hyperactive spores. Priscilla's amazing feats dazzle Joey! Blobfrogs are costly. Executives make fortunes that scarcely allow their pocketbooks to lose weight. Money should implode, and be spent on Blobfrogs, for their tastiness! They're coveted by everyone wealthy, except Priscilla. She's able to manufacture plasma which makes blobfrogs croak. This is especially evil, undercutting the prices like tomorrow will never come. The effects of eliminating blobfrogs may propel business into extinction. Investors will lament, wailing tearfully under their green umbrellas.
Wet and miserable, they choke on small dividends, factors, and amortization. Compound interest is beneficial, but blobfrogs increase in value when supplies grow smaller. Supply is limited when the marshmallows explode before springtime. If Priscilla starts prancing again, blobfrogs will proliferate! Hooray! Prices may tumble, but blobfrogs won't. They leap, fall silently into trance, levitating when precipitation dictates it. Magic cabbage infuses Priscilla's talents with extra OOOMPH. She uses the entire head, twirling the leaves around a special scepter while chanting in Aramaic. Effusive dividends provide capital punishment for the businessmen of West Yellowstone. Grizzlies grin when buses rumble through, but rangers hate recovering the bodies. The dismembered picnic lunches regurgitate wildly from Yellowstone's boundaries! Yogi Bear once told me Boo-Boo had promised that picnics would sustain the caloric needs of Ranger Rick, but not Ranger helicopters. When thown out of Yellowstone, bears rejoice, tossing around chipmunks within a Chuck-O-Rama buffet. Some of the more fussy apples get bruised. Blobfrogs reject that which dries too much of their slime. Priscilla knows how blobfrogs operate. That's handy when malfunctions crop up! What scholars really prefer is amphibians molded from plastic. Easier radation management allows them Uranium cocktails, but restrictions apply. Blobfrogs melt into plastic puddles, and their stench disables us. However, when Priscilla marches, they use nets to capture the endangered pizza-eating blobfrogs, and feed them pepperoni! Boy do we enjoy watching
New Story
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Whenever Biff ended his walks, he sat. Crying disconsolately on benches, it's hard for bypassers to ignore the wailing that carries on endlessly. Max's hounds focus on chasing foxes rather than chasing Biff, which demoralizes Biff even considering who sent flowers posthumously to ostriches slain. Biff's true motive is hidden apples. He climbs trees surreptitiously, hiding apples in the crotches of limbs and out of sight. How many other fruits does Biff gave? Applesauce! Plums. Plum jam. Mangos. Guavas. Ligonberries. But growers of vegetablrd misspell can pass on the vigorous editing! This makes writing easier, quicker, and more economical. Paper waste is endemic to the filing systems in general. Paperless filing scares old typists who rely on copies made telekinetically and with carbon
Home Improvement
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Marginal improvement in my bathroom was noted when I tried cleaning the tile with a new kind of liceale. The first indication of success was the reduction of unwelcome guests starting fires. I hope they go to the bathroom soon. Enormous improvements await me when they've have gone. Sometimes you plan on events to make certain things occur, but accidents happen. Prevention is bliss. One false move equals doom of pre-planned maliciousness!! Whenever guests complain about stuff, I grab several towels, stuff them into the mouths, and scream loudly until they shut up forever.
Nearly evrey day this treatment destroys my peace. My guests annoy me, but that doesn't matter. Opportunities abound to suprise visitors! I prepare each scenario to evoke the maximum of terror!!! I Echoes what I hear in my head, preparing to clean clocks. Afterwards booby traps proliferate throughout my foyer, entangling anyone foolish enough to blunder by. Dynamite! Now there could be minor accident, and destroy the entire house, alerting Joan's lawyers. They might sue me, providing bills are not counterfeit. They recognize that explosions might damage our property, devaluing sometimes 75 greenbacks per square-inch. Security might notify me of sudden movements, but if Richter can classify their movments numerically, then homeowners pay for repairs.
Whenever Lowes sells sheet rock to my neighbors, they build bunkers and hunker under steel roofs, trembling, wailing blues banjos. watching pornography unfortunately promulgates the subjugation of neighbors morals, unless they use 3-D ninjas to block out the awful video nasties. Furthermore, ninjas protect us from the government during times of insurrection, unless they're participating in it. The FBI once raided Japan to capture martial arts maestros like Furosaki Edamame, who tried teaching me death-defying tricks like balancing on topiary while inverted, chewing gummi hippopatomi aggressively. Secret Furosaki disciples work in pairs, arranging clandestine applesauces to drip wasabi onto Benjamin's anus. "Yow!" shreiked Benjamin! "My rear! Now whoever did that? For his thick accent, the dude sneezes into his butt, alleviating the pain." Silly man! His sneezes make echoes reverberate, causing Pain to echo twice. The most noise generated by a Benjamin is pretty amazing! It's decibel level exceeds reasonable unprotected limits. Hearing Benjamin's sneezes can ruin your whole day. Restrict access to them or counter the wasabi
Crabby Apples
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Truly February APPLES are most grotesque. Grocers sometimes discard them because they turn customers into ex-customers. Brownish spots, mold, soft funky stems annoy them. Waxing doesn't overcome the blemishes, but shiny little fruits sell better every day. By salesmanship they move them expeditiously to homes, offices and various campgrounds for feeding the bears, Yogi prefers Macintosh to Honeycrisp, but his grocer failed marketing classes, and so he decided outsourcing the apple banging might bring fresh bruises
New Story
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True friends like proximity to entertainment. If local venues offer it, they will attract your savvy travellers, tripling their intake, producing enough pure profit to expand threefold. Beneficiaries might welcome the humor of an innocent