Stories

if *Anne*'s kids say any WORDS worse than "[Shoo]t," she won't <allow> them to go to lunch at NOON.
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Laura's husband Dave, in the red [shi]rt, grabs the torch and continues the relay race, but his team <FAIL>s to catch up. They <LOSE>.
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Our FORMER "Schreiber" ancestors must've put pen to PAGE. John, [you 'n] Megan will likely fulfill someone's <wish> that the name be passed *down*.
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*Charlie*, like [you, en]joyed a good deal. In <former> days, one of his <ORIGINAL> cars was a SMALL WHITE Sentra - used, not <FACTORY> new.
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Dad PIERCEd the ROOF & installed a skylight w/ <SOLID> wood supports. <FRUIT> [shi] doesn't fall far from the tree. *Charlie* was <realLY> handy, too.
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In her <pierce>d ears *Megan* wears SEASHELL earrings and on her head a TEN-inch-tall BOXy wi[g when] she goes to the costume event.
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When I find a bag of HEMP, I assume it's from Charlie's GHOST, a <devil>ish dyna[mo o]n the verge of seeming <MAGIC>al.
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I look for SIGNs that might be an EXPRESS[ion] of *Charlie*'s <SPIRIT> of the next best step to take.
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Anne walks the WIDE, SPACIOUS sidewalks of the <factory> outlets. Then she'll lun[ch on g]ood pizza.
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We mun[ch on g]reat food Anne & Mike's <spacious> living room. There's no beer on TAP, but we don't care. It's the company we VALUE.
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We HOLD John, our LITTLEst brother, in <esteem>. He was his EIGHT y.o. brother's greatest wi[sh! On g]ood grounds, John's <STILL> <VALUE>d.
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EYEing John's clothes, I see he's been trudging through WATER & SOIL but don't know [huai]. Is he trying to escape something <bad>?
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