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Bus Stop, The

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“It was fucking garbage, Wayne.”

“Hey, cmon, I liked it.”

“Oh, you liked a mindless action movie with scantily clad Hollywood women and explosions every 5 minutes? Stop the presses!”

This argument between Wayne and Sylvia had been going on like this from the moment they walked out of the theatre right up until now, as a promising anniversary date was slowly turned sour by the Hollywood machine.

“It's not my fault if you can't appreciate the nuance and subtext of a movie like this.”

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Average: 4 (1 vote)

Swim Lessons

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It was a cliche, but before Quint knew it he had fallen in love with his teacher.

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Average: 4 (2 votes)

Advertising Job

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Twenty bucks an hour, let me tell you, that sort of pay is a miracle in today’s entry level job market. Probably because the people running this business think it’s necessary to justify what the job entails. I think that’s hilarious, I would have done this for free.

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Average: 4.4 (7 votes)

Machine, The

The Revulcanizing Polymer Bonding Shuffler, usually just called it to save time, was encased in a colossal industrial sarcophagus, and stood as an unholy union of the bleeding edges of every field of science and engineering, from Quantum Mechanics to the Culinary Sciences. An outer case of stainless steel covered the labyrinth of coolant pipes, wires, sensors, and air ducts, which surrounded the it, and three huge hoses reached like the fingers of a hand toward the exhaust vents hung from the ceiling.

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Average: 4 (5 votes)

Silence in the Library

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The sound of a page occasionally being turned was more or less the only thing audible throughout most of the building, save for maybe the odd creaking of a chair or a cough or two. Of course, though, libraries tend to be like that at the best of times. It was particularly quiet, however, on the evening at which he found himself taking up residence in a secluded wing of the library for some quality reading time.

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Average: 4.4 (15 votes)

Shygal Quest

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ENTER NAME:
Assfart

ENTER REAL NAME, YA COMEDIAN:
Suzie

SHYGAL’S QUEST V2.1.4.7.889 ARCADE TURBO HD REMIX
REMASTER COLLECTORS EDITION 
Loading…
Loading grass… OK
Loading enemies… OK
Loading grues… OK
Loading physics engine… OK
PRESS ANY BUTTON TO BEGIN

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Average: 5 (2 votes)

Buoyant Bonnie

Buoyant Bonnie

by SvenSvenson
©2018

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Disclaimer:  Naughty, inflatable themes
herein.  For mature audiences only.
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It was a peculiar twist of fate.  In her normal work, Bonnie exploited gravity's pull to guide tourists down raging rivers.  Her new position, however, involved doing just the opposite with gravity.  It was ridiculous on its face, really; a balloon ride without a balloon.  Who the hell thinks this stuff up?

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Average: 4.8 (12 votes)

Center of Attention 2

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The young woman was confident, the young man nervous.  She, tall, red-haired and freckled in a crop top, jeans, and sandals with a duffel bag over her shoulder; he, a tanned brunet, in deep blue swim pants, being lead along by her by a long leash connected to a collar.  They did, naturally, draw attention from others in the park, if not when they appeared than when they stopped, in the middle of the widest expanse of grass.

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Average: 3.5 (2 votes)

Juice Vat Caper, The

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“I’m in.” Emily whispered into her walky-talky. She had managed to crawl through the air conditioning ducts of Wonka’s Chocolate Factory.

“Head north to the inventing room.” Rebecca replied. She was stationed outside the factory, keeping guard.

“Did I really have to wear latex? I’m burning up in this suit.”

“It makes it easier to slip through tight places. With my fatass I’d be stuck in there.”

After a few turns, Emily came to the conclusion that she was lost.

“I have no idea where I am.”

“Look through one of the vents.”

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Average: 3.5 (4 votes)

Soda and Mentos Infation

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Cassie was a rough party girl down to her very core. Every aspect about her was rowdy, from her messy, short bob of a haircut she had, down to her punk-ish eyeliner. She was attending college, and a rowdy gathering of teenagers and young adults was taking place across the hallway, right outside of her dorm. Naturally, she was one of the first people to be invited, but she still showed up a few hours late anyways.

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Average: 3.8 (5 votes)
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