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10:50am, 2 Jul 2010
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JenL
As a child, she loved to paint horses. The horses, however, often had other ideas and would refuse to stand still.
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10:52am, 2 Jul 2010
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Frobester
This resulted in a Jackson Pollock-esque miasma of thrown paint on the side of the stable, which Mater had to have the servants clean, later.
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10:57am, 2 Jul 2010
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Hoaxster
Barrington sighed. It seemed to him that the journey to F-597/B had deprived him of more years than he signed up for and stasis hadn't been kind to his moustache.
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11:03am, 2 Jul 2010
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JenL
And now he was going to have to terminate Anatole.
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11:08am, 2 Jul 2010
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The pilotlight
Vincent stared lazily past into the garden, and then at the basket of washing on the crisp green lawn. He took the bundle he bought from Aldi, and tried desperately to prise open the plastic packaging with his half chewed fingers nails. Vincent never thought this would be hard,

'what the feck am I opening line for feck sake' he mumbled under his breath.
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11:09am, 2 Jul 2010
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Hoaxster
In the beginning, there was a gnu in a kaftan with a penchant for strawberries and a debilitating twitch.
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11:24am, 2 Jul 2010
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JenL
Vincent tried to erase the unpleasant task from his mind, but always there was the certainty that fishing line was the best tool for the job ahead. If only he could also erase the wretched gnu with its fruit and that distracting Tourettes of his.
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11:26am, 2 Jul 2010
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richmcleod
He grunted, waited for the splash, stood, checked the pan "shit"
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11:28am, 2 Jul 2010
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JenL
At least the flush was a button. Those antique chain arrangements were impossible with hooves.
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11:29am, 2 Jul 2010
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Hoaxster
Echos of thunder clashed in their ears, high above the tree-line and yet many hours' thirsty hiking from the cave.

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