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The ancient, ravaged sorceror flish was pleased with how the spell was developing, until his idiot assistant stuttered his lines and blinding yellow light punched through the cracks in the wall.
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Nathan felt that to truly make an impression, one should say a line about the character of a person, rather than try too hard for a laugh, unless you said something about character and it was still pretty funny.
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Sam was a true believer in the statement: "Tis better to have loved and lost than to have never watched Lost in Space".
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Flish was the kind of guy who'd pull his sweater over his head and squeeze the condiments in your direction.
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Reuben secretly subscribed to the "live and let live" philosophy, but was often disappointed that nobody seemed to notice.
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Bob thought of himself as a born leader and could never understand why everyone else was facing in the wrong direction.
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Even though Scott was physically unfit, he could always move as fast as he needed to, lukily that usially meant about the speed of a crawling snail.
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Everyone knew Kayla had a heart of gold, even though she would go around muttering her motto to anyone who would listen.
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The hatrackers' dreams of finally winning an argument with Kayla went down in flames as she downloaded the Library of Congress in her defense.
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Little Timmy, with his well-taught eyes , was trembling with anticipation after he spied the pocket to pick to end all pockets to pick in Piccadilly during the parade.
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Scott was the type of person who would futilly hit the refresh button every thirty seconds, in hopes that some one else was just sitting on their computer writting things on the Hatrack Forum.
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Morbo as well had worn a groove into his refresh button, but as he loved to talk to himself, it scarcely mattered to him if anybody was listening or not. (not true)
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Herwig Schlunk bided his time in high school, seeming to ignore the jokes but actually writing them all down every night in a little notebook he treasured.
(Herwig was a grad student in mathematics at U of Chicago when I went there briefly. Either name is bad enough, but put them together and its a real train wreck. Cool guy, though)
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Bob held out high hopes of one day meeting his maternal aunt in a dark alley and giving her an anonymous note about what a mean person she is, or maybe whispering this to her after she fell into a coma.
(I went to school with kids named "Lansing Pillsbury" and "Bud Weiser" -- wonder what his mom and dad were doing when he was conceived...)
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If Nathan was an album, you would more than likely find him mishelved between Billy Joel and the Beatles on the discount rack.
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Flish navigated life like he drove through rush-hour traffic; music blaring and his thoughts elsewhere.
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Morbo had always wanted to join the circus, but when the Ringmaster led him into the elephants' cage and told him to get crackin', he bailed like a French soldier with no wine.
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Despite the inherent appeal of the job, Flish glanced back and forth from the Ringmaster to the elephant costume with great uncertainty.
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Bob wisely stopped listening to the internal soundtrack of his life when he found out about backchannel dubbing.
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No matter what he wore on the outside, Bob's mind was always cloaked in a shiny suit and pointy Italian shoes.
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