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June 27, 2006
Yet more lines I've excised from my forthcoming novel
These discount slacks aren't working out, Louis realized.
"Hmm," he exclaimed furiously.
The ground hogs circled cautiously like large, furry, wingless, earth-dwelling birds.
And so the mysterious whistler met his violent and well-deserved fate.
"Okey" -- he struggled for just the right word -- "doke."
Posted by teb at June 27, 2006 10:34 AM