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I saw this somewhere else and decided to share.
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One sunny day, as the coastal wind began to rise, a woman woke. The morning air smelled like fermented used sweatsocks
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One sunny day, as the coastal wind began to rise, a woman woke. The morning air smelled like fermented used sweatsocks fumigated with perfumes. Dead were the possibilites of misfortune.
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One sunny day, as the coastal wind began to rise, a woman woke. The morning air smelled like fermented used sweatsocks fumigated with perfumes. Dead were the possibilities of misfortune. The woman looked
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One sunny day, as the coastal wind began to rise, a woman woke. The morning air smelled like fermented used sweatsocks fumigated with perfumes. Dead were the possibilities of misfortune. The woman looked out the window,
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One sunny day, as the coastal wind began to rise, a woman woke. The morning air smelled like fermented used sweatsocks fumigated with perfumes. Dead were the possibilities of misfortune. The woman looked out the window, and sneezed powerfully
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One sunny day, as the coastal wind began to rise, a woman woke. The morning air smelled like fermented used sweatsocks fumigated with perfumes. Dead were the possibilities of misfortune. The woman looked out the window, and sneezed powerfully, being terminally ill.
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One sunny day, as the coastal wind began to rise, a woman woke. The morning air smelled like fermented used sweatsocks fumigated with perfumes. Dead were the possibilities of misfortune. The woman looked out the window, and sneezed powerfully, being terminally ill. She turned as
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One sunny day, as the coastal wind began to rise, a woman woke. The morning air smelled like fermented used sweatsocks fumigated with perfumes. Dead were the possibilities of misfortune. The woman looked out the window, and sneezed powerfully, being terminally ill. She turned as she was miraculously
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One sunny day, as the coastal wind began to rise, a woman woke. The morning air smelled like fermented used sweatsocks fumigated with perfumes. Dead were the possibilities of misfortune. The woman looked out the window, and sneezed powerfully, being terminally ill. She turned as she was miraculously healed.
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One sunny day, as the coastal wind began to rise, a woman woke. The morning air smelled like fermented used sweatsocks fumigated with perfumes. Dead were the possibilities of misfortune. The woman looked out the window, and sneezed powerfully, being terminally ill. She turned as she was miraculously healed.
"You!" she giggled. Her husband
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One sunny day, as the coastal wind began to rise, a woman woke. The morning air smelled like fermented used sweatsocks fumigated with perfumes. Dead were the possibilities of misfortune. The woman looked out the window, and sneezed powerfully, being terminally ill. She turned as she was miraculously healed.
"You!" she giggled.
Her husband smiled. "Me" he
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One sunny day, as the coastal wind began to rise, a woman woke. The morning air smelled like fermented used sweatsocks fumigated with perfumes. Dead were the possibilities of misfortune. The woman looked out the window, and sneezed powerfully, being terminally ill. She turned as she was miraculously healed.
"You!" she giggled.
Her husband smiled. "Me" he said, grape jelly
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One sunny day, as the coastal wind began to rise, a woman woke. The morning air smelled like fermented used sweatsocks fumigated with perfumes. Dead were the possibilities of misfortune. The woman looked out the window, and sneezed powerfully, being terminally ill. She turned as she was miraculously healed.
"You!" she giggled.
Her husband smiled. "Me" he said, grape jelly cascading down his
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One sunny day, as the coastal wind began to rise, a woman woke. The morning air smelled like fermented used sweatsocks fumigated with perfumes. Dead were the possibilities of misfortune. The woman looked out the window, and sneezed powerfully, being terminally ill. She turned as she was miraculously healed.
"You!" she giggled.
Her husband smiled. "Me" he said, grape jelly cascading down his chin. He seemed
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One sunny day, as the coastal wind began to rise, a woman woke. The morning air smelled like fermented used sweatsocks fumigated with perfumes. Dead were the possibilities of misfortune. The woman looked out the window, and sneezed powerfully, being somewhat less than terminally ill. She turned as she was miraculously healed.
"You!" she giggled.
Her husband smiled. "Me" he said, grape jelly cascading down his chin. He seemed
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Tante...You're supposed to add to the story. Unless we added the same thing, in which case I submit that you are copying me! Posts: 1401 | Registered: Jun 2004
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quote:One sunny day, as the coastal wind began to rise, a woman woke. The morning air smelled like fermented used sweatsocks fumigated with perfumes. Dead were the possibilities of misfortune. The woman looked out the window, and sneezed powerfully, being somewhat less than terminally ill. She turned as she was miraculously healed.
"You!" she giggled.
Her husband smiled. "Me" he said, grape jelly cascading down his chin. He seemed
I added, just not at the end.
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One sunny day, as the coastal wind began to rise, a woman woke. The morning air smelled like fermented used sweatsocks fumigated with perfumes. Dead were the possibilities of misfortune. The woman looked out the window, and sneezed powerfully, being somewhat less than terminally ill. She turned as she was miraculously healed.
"You!" she giggled.
Her husband smiled. "Me" he said, grape jelly cascading down his chin. He seemed profoundly unconcerned with
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One sunny day, as the coastal wind began to rise, a woman woke. The morning air smelled like fermented used sweatsocks fumigated with perfumes. Dead were the possibilities of misfortune. The woman looked out the window, and sneezed powerfully, being somewhat less than terminally ill. She turned as she was miraculously healed.
"You!" she giggled.
Her husband smiled. "Me" he said, grape jelly cascading down his chin. He seemed profoundly unconcerned with the large monkey
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One sunny day, as the coastal wind began to rise, a woman woke. The morning air smelled like fermented used sweatsocks fumigated with perfumes. Dead were the possibilities of misfortune. The woman looked out the window, and sneezed powerfully, being somewhat less than terminally ill. She turned as she was miraculously healed.
"You!" she giggled.
Her husband smiled. "Me" he said, grape jelly cascading down his chin. He seemed profoundly unconcerned with the large monkey until it said,
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One sunny day, as the coastal wind began to rise, a woman woke. The morning air smelled like fermented used sweatsocks fumigated with perfumes. Dead were the possibilities of misfortune. The woman looked out the window, and sneezed powerfully, being somewhat less than terminally ill. She turned as she was miraculously healed.
"You!" she giggled.
Her husband smiled. "Me" he said, grape jelly cascading down his chin. He seemed profoundly unconcerned with the large monkey until it said, "Give me jelly,
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One sunny day, as the coastal wind began to rise, a woman woke. The morning air smelled like fermented used sweatsocks fumigated with perfumes. Dead were the possibilities of misfortune. The woman looked out the window, and sneezed powerfully, being somewhat less than terminally ill. She turned as she was miraculously healed.
"You!" she giggled.
Her husband smiled. "Me" he said, grape jelly cascading down his chin. He seemed profoundly unconcerned with the large monkey until it said, "Give me jelly, you stupid ape!"
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One sunny day, as the coastal wind began to rise, a woman woke. The morning air smelled like fermented used sweatsocks fumigated with perfumes. Dead were the possibilities of misfortune. The woman looked out the window, and sneezed powerfully, being somewhat less than terminally ill. She turned as she was miraculously healed.
"You!" she giggled, wickedly.
Her husband smiled. "Me" he said, mischeviously, grape jelly cascading down his chin. He seemed profoundly unconcerned with the large monkey until it said, "Give me jelly, you stupid ape!"
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One sunny day, as the coastal wind began to rise, a woman woke. The morning air smelled like fermented used sweatsocks fumigated with perfumes. Dead were the possibilities of misfortune. The woman looked out the window, and sneezed powerfully, being somewhat less than terminally ill. She turned as she was miraculously healed.
"You!" she giggled, wickedly.
Her husband smiled. "Me" he said, mischeviously, grape jelly cascading down his chin. He seemed profoundly unconcerned with the large monkey until it said, "Give me jelly, you stupid ape!"
"Harold!"
The monkey replied, "
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One sunny day, as the coastal wind began to rise, a woman woke. The morning air smelled like fermented used sweatsocks fumigated with perfumes. Dead were the possibilities of misfortune. The woman looked out the window, and sneezed powerfully, being somewhat less than terminally ill. She turned as she was miraculously healed.
"You!" she giggled, wickedly.
Her husband smiled. "Me" he said, mischeviously, grape jelly cascading down his chin. He seemed profoundly unconcerned with the large monkey until it said, "Give me jelly, you stupid ape!"
"Harold!"
The monkey replied, "What? He ate
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One sunny day, as the coastal wind began to rise, a woman woke. The morning air smelled like fermented used sweatsocks fumigated with perfumes. Dead were the possibilities of misfortune. The woman looked out the window, and sneezed powerfully, being somewhat less than terminally ill. She turned as she was miraculously healed.
"You!" she giggled, wickedly.
Her husband smiled. "Me" he said, mischeviously, grape jelly cascading down his chin. He seemed profoundly unconcerned with the large monkey until it said, "Give me jelly, you stupid ape!"
"Harold!"
The monkey replied, "What? He ate my jelly sandwich."
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One sunny day, as the coastal wind began to rise, a woman woke. The morning air smelled like fermented used sweatsocks fumigated with perfumes. Dead were the possibilities of misfortune. The woman looked out the window, and sneezed powerfully, being somewhat less than terminally ill. She turned as she was miraculously healed.
"You!" she giggled, wickedly.
Her husband smiled. "Me" he said, mischeviously, grape jelly cascading down his chin. He seemed profoundly unconcerned with the large monkey until it said, "Give me jelly, you stupid ape!"
"Harold!"
The monkey replied, "What? He ate my jelly sandwich."
The woman screamed
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One sunny day, as the coastal wind began to rise, a woman woke. The morning air smelled like fermented used sweatsocks fumigated with perfumes. Dead were the possibilities of misfortune. The woman looked out the window, and sneezed powerfully, being somewhat less than terminally ill. She turned as she was miraculously healed.
"You!" she giggled, wickedly.
Her husband smiled. "Me" he said, mischeviously, grape jelly cascading down his chin. He seemed profoundly unconcerned with the large monkey until it said, "Give me jelly, you stupid ape!"
"Harold!"
The monkey replied, "What? He ate my jelly sandwich."
The woman screamed with fear as
Edit: "as the coastal wind began to rise". I didn't realize winds could rise . I always assumed that it was the sun that would rise.
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One sunny day, as the coastal wind began to rise, a woman woke. The morning air smelled like fermented used sweatsocks fumigated with perfumes. Dead were the possibilities of misfortune. The woman looked out the window, and sneezed powerfully, being somewhat less than terminally ill. She turned as she was miraculously healed.
"You!" she giggled, wickedly.
Her husband smiled. "Me" he said, mischeviously, grape jelly cascading down his chin. He seemed profoundly unconcerned with the large monkey until it said, "Give me jelly, you stupid ape!"
"Harold!"
The monkey replied, "What? He ate my jelly sandwich."
The woman screamed with fear as a mighty foghorn
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One sunny day, as the coastal wind began to rise, a woman woke. The morning air smelled like fermented used sweatsocks fumigated with perfumes. Dead were the possibilities of misfortune. The woman looked out the window, and sneezed powerfully, being somewhat less than terminally ill. She turned as she was miraculously healed.
"You!" she giggled, wickedly.
Her husband smiled. "Me" he said, mischeviously, grape jelly cascading down his chin. He seemed profoundly unconcerned with the large monkey until it said, "Give me jelly, you stupid ape!"
"Harold!"
The monkey replied, "What? He ate my jelly sandwich."
The woman screamed with fear as a mighty foghorn reminded her that
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One sunny day, as the coastal wind began to rise, a woman woke. The morning air smelled like fermented used sweatsocks fumigated with perfumes. Dead were the possibilities of misfortune. The woman looked out the window, and sneezed powerfully, being somewhat less than terminally ill. She turned as she was miraculously healed.
"You!" she giggled, wickedly.
Her husband smiled. "Me" he said, mischeviously, grape jelly cascading down his chin. He seemed profoundly unconcerned with the large monkey until it said, "Give me jelly, you stupid monolith worshipping ape!"
"Harold!"
The monkey replied, "What? He ate my jelly sandwich."
The woman screamed with fear as a mighty foghorn reminded her that thePosts: 1762 | Registered: Apr 2006
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One sunny day, as the coastal wind began to rise, a woman woke. The morning air smelled like fermented used sweatsocks fumigated with perfumes. Dead were the possibilities of misfortune. The woman looked out the window, and sneezed powerfully, being somewhat less than terminally ill. She turned as she was miraculously healed.
"You!" she giggled, wickedly.
Her husband smiled. "Me" he said, mischeviously, grape jelly cascading down his chin. He seemed profoundly unconcerned with the large monkey until it said, "Give me jelly, you stupid monolith worshipping ape!"
"Harold!"
The monkey replied, "What? He ate my jelly sandwich."
The woman screamed with fear as a mighty foghorn reminded her that the boat set sail
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One sunny day, as the coastal wind began to rise, a woman woke. The morning air smelled like fermented used sweatsocks fumigated with perfumes. Dead were the possibilities of misfortune. The woman looked out the window, and sneezed powerfully, being somewhat less than terminally ill. She turned as she was miraculously healed.
"You!" she giggled, wickedly.
Her husband smiled. "Me" he said, mischeviously, grape jelly cascading down his chin. He seemed profoundly unconcerned with the large monkey until it said, "Give me jelly, you stupid monolith worshipping ape!"
"Harold!"
The monkey replied, "What? He ate my jelly sandwich."
The woman screamed with fear as a mighty foghorn reminded her that the boat set sail an hour ago.
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One sunny day, as the coastal wind began to rise, a woman woke. The morning air smelled like fermented used sweatsocks fumigated with perfumes. Dead were the possibilities of misfortune. The woman looked out the window, and sneezed powerfully, being somewhat less than terminally ill. She turned as she was miraculously healed.
"You!" she giggled, wickedly.
Her husband smiled. "Me" he said, mischeviously, grape jelly cascading down his chin. He seemed profoundly unconcerned with the large monkey until it said, "Give me jelly, you stupid monolith worshipping ape!"
"Harold!"
The monkey replied, "What? He ate my jelly sandwich."
The woman screamed with fear as a mighty foghorn reminded her that the boat set sail an hour ago. Mightily hurt her
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One sunny day, as the coastal wind began to rise, a woman woke. The morning air smelled like fermented used sweatsocks fumigated with perfumes. Dead were the possibilities of misfortune. The woman looked out the window, and sneezed powerfully, being somewhat less than terminally ill. She turned as she was miraculously healed.
"You!" she giggled, wickedly.
Her husband smiled. "Me" he said, mischeviously, grape jelly cascading down his chin. He seemed profoundly unconcerned with the large monkey until it said, "Give me jelly, you stupid monolith worshipping ape!"
"Harold!"
The monkey replied, "What? He ate my jelly sandwich."
The woman screamed with fear as a mighty foghorn reminded her that the boat set sail an hour ago. She mightily hurt her chances of
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One sunny day, as the coastal wind began to rise, a woman woke. The morning air smelled like fermented used sweatsocks fumigated with perfumes. Dead were the possibilities of misfortune. The woman looked out the window, and sneezed powerfully, being somewhat less than terminally ill. She turned as she was miraculously healed.
"You!" she giggled, wickedly.
Her husband smiled. "Me" he said, mischeviously, grape jelly cascading down his chin. He seemed profoundly unconcerned with the large monkey until it said, "Give me jelly, you stupid monolith worshipping ape!"
"Harold!"
The monkey replied, "What? He ate my jelly sandwich."
The woman screamed with fear as a mighty foghorn reminded her that the boat set sail an hour ago. She mightily hurt her chances of escaping the monkey's
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One sunny day, as the coastal wind began to rise, a woman woke. The morning air smelled like fermented used sweatsocks fumigated with perfumes. Dead were the possibilities of misfortune. The woman looked out the window, and sneezed powerfully, being somewhat less than terminally ill. She turned as she was miraculously healed.
"You!" she giggled, wickedly.
Her husband smiled. "Me" he said, mischeviously, grape jelly cascading down his chin. He seemed profoundly unconcerned with the large monkey until it said, "Give me jelly, you stupid monolith worshipping ape!"
"Harold!"
The monkey replied, "What? He ate my jelly sandwich."
The woman screamed with fear as a mighty foghorn reminded her that the boat set sail an hour ago. She mightily hurt her chances of escaping the monkey's jelly-covered claws.
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One sunny day, as the coastal wind began to rise, a woman woke. The morning air smelled like fermented used sweatsocks fumigated with perfumes. Dead were the possibilities of misfortune. The woman looked out the window, and sneezed powerfully, being somewhat less than terminally ill. She turned as she was miraculously healed.
"You!" she giggled, wickedly.
Her husband smiled. "Me" he said, mischeviously, grape jelly cascading down his chin. He seemed profoundly unconcerned with the large monkey until it said, "Give me jelly, you stupid monolith worshipping ape!"
"Harold!"
The monkey replied, "What? He ate my jelly sandwich."
The woman screamed with fear as a mighty foghorn reminded her that the boat set sail an hour ago. She mightily hurt her chances of escaping the monkey's jelly-covered claws.
"Aack! I can't believe
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One sunny day, as the coastal wind began to rise, a woman woke. The morning air smelled like fermented used sweatsocks fumigated with perfumes. Dead were the possibilities of misfortune. The woman looked out the window, and sneezed powerfully, being somewhat less than terminally ill. She turned as she was miraculously healed.
"You!" she giggled, wickedly.
Her husband smiled. "Me!" he said, mischeviously, grape jelly cascading down his chin. He seemed profoundly unconcerned with the large monkey until it said, "Give me jelly, you stupid monolith worshipping ape!"
"Harold!"
The monkey replied, "What? He ate my jelly sandwich."
The woman screamed with fear as a mighty foghorn reminded her that the boat set sail an hour ago. She mightily hurt her chances of escaping the monkey's jelly-covered claws.
"Aack! I can't believe it's not butter!"
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One sunny day, as the coastal wind began to rise, a woman woke. The morning air smelled like fermented used sweatsocks fumigated with perfumes. Dead were the possibilities of misfortune. The woman looked out the window, and sneezed powerfully, being somewhat less than terminally ill. She turned as she was miraculously healed.
"You!" she giggled, wickedly.
Her husband smiled. "Me" he said, mischeviously, grape jelly cascading down his chin. He seemed profoundly unconcerned with the large monkey until it said, "Give me jelly, you stupid monolith worshipping ape!"
"Harold!"
The monkey replied, "What? He ate my jelly sandwich."
The woman screamed with fear as a mighty foghorn reminded her that the boat set sail an hour ago. She mightily hurt her chances of escaping the monkey's jelly-covered claws.
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One sunny day, as the coastal wind began to rise, a woman woke. The morning air smelled like fermented used sweatsocks fumigated with perfumes. Dead were the possibilities of misfortune. The woman looked out the window, and sneezed powerfully, being somewhat less than terminally ill. She turned as she was miraculously healed.
"You!" she giggled, wickedly.
Her husband smiled. "Me" he said, mischeviously, grape jelly cascading down his chin. He seemed profoundly unconcerned with the large monkey until it said, "Give me jelly, you stupid monolith worshipping ape!"
"Harold!"
The monkey replied, "What? He ate my jelly sandwich."
The woman screamed with fear as a mighty foghorn reminded her that the boat set sail an hour ago. She mightily hurt her chances of escaping the monkey's jelly-covered claws.
"Aack! I can't believe it's not butter!"
"You had better not! It is
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One sunny day, as the coastal wind began to rise, a woman woke. The morning air smelled like fermented used sweatsocks fumigated with perfumes. Dead were the possibilities of misfortune. The woman looked out the window, and sneezed powerfully, being somewhat less than terminally ill. She turned as she was miraculously healed.
"You!" she giggled, wickedly.
Her husband smiled. "Me" he said, mischeviously, grape jelly cascading down his chin. He seemed profoundly unconcerned with the large monkey until it said, "Give me jelly, you stupid monolith worshipping ape!"
"Harold!"
The monkey replied, "What? He ate my jelly sandwich."
The woman screamed with fear as a mighty foghorn reminded her that the boat set sail an hour ago. She mightily hurt her chances of escaping the monkey's jelly-covered claws.
"Aack! I can't believe it's not butter!"
"You had better not! It is definitely monkey jelly!"
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