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Created by @dawnrasmussen
Previous line by @emmamazzucco
 
All of a sudden the coffee spilled all over him and he was so sad. But a nice man came by and gave him a cup of coffee
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Created by @dawnrasmussen
Previous line by @sunnyanomaly
 
I realized, giant or not, it was still a snail. I slowed to a brisk walk, whistling as I took in the scenery. Within a minute, the giant snail was already far behind me, and I couldn’t help but laugh at myself for running from it.
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Created by @zeejqooj
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The garden. It is a special place. Roses, Chrysanthemums, Laurel bushes, Marigolds. Not squids though. Especially huge squids. There was one there now, twitching as it’s life dwindled away in the sunshine. A black helicopter hovered overhead, thudding, like an armed spider
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Created by @physicsofgaming
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It was there and then, that I had lost the only person that I ever cared about, In that barn, near the door, with the cubblewood fence...
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Created by @ap
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Madeline sat in the meadow behind Hempstead Place, the delicate pattern of her summer dress lost completely in wildflowers. Father had explained Mr. Rathford was due to stop by for tea and to discuss real estate and she didn’t want to appear overly eager to see him again.
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Created by @ap
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She was telling me about research her lab at MIT is conducting that shows opening microwave doors during a cycle causes our brains to be bombarded with enough electrons that we’ll forget who we are and be compelled to run away. “Don’t worry. It’s cumulative,” she said.
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Created by @emmamazzucco
""i Met a Youtuber Mom!!!": Part 3: Part II"
Previous line by @emmamazzucco
 
Hey everyone I'm sorry that we are doing a change of plans so today we will be doing the 24 hours handcuffed to my BFF piper. Piper looked happy she said nicely.
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Created by @lynsielucas
Previous line by @bethgrego
 
Skinnier than any neck that Lori had ever seen. This intrigued Lori, and she thought of a dubious plan.
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