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The Ultimate Winter Holiday (Blogophilia 27.16)

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  In a basement boiler room in Kissimmee FL Rrrinng Good day and thank you for contacting Hot Seasonz. The Travel division of Devils' Quill Communications. I'm Ash, how may I help you? The wife wants a baby and you want her to shut up? Before I make suggestions, may I ask why a baby would be a problem? She's a drunk and would drop it off your 40-story balcony? Why, Mr. Clap...  I'm sorry. I had thought you were someone else. May I have the name? Uh, huh. Yes, we have a file on her. Oh, my. You must be begging to get on with Guardian Angels Group with this record. How do you do it? Well, yes, Lust IS a powerful pull, but even us demons want back on the chain gang now and then. Will this be a solo trip, are you a glutton for punishment? Solo? Fine. I see you live in Miami, would she like someplace cold? We do have the "Hell Freezes Over" tour, which begins with a flight to Detroit in January where she will board a specially equipped snow barge to travel down the...

I Had to Write Something (Blogophilia 24.16)

 Here on the chain gang No coffee for you High spirits abound Except on the news.

2024 Arietis JOAN CHAMORRO PRESENTA ELSA ARMENGOU feat Ã’SCAR LATORRE

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A Rough Segment From a Dream (Blogophilia 16.16)

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  The siren seemed distant. An older Mercedes with the plate KBL 1765 was in front of us.  "Hey, Sweetie. I'm going to lose this Charzard." She said with a grin.  Swerving to the right, the tires on the Pontiac started squealing on the set pavement. She was serious about getting away. A quick flash. The motorcycle smacked the driver's side with a loud thump. The car the windshield cracked and grass filled my mouth. Everything was quiet. I turned my head towards her. Blood was pouring down her face.  "Are you mine? The sound was garbled and choked. It wasn't clear whether it came from me or her.  "Maybe." Came the reply. "It's all a whispered dream, anyway." Two men came up to the driver's side window. Everything went black. 

Spider Solitare (Blogophilia 15.16)

  8 stacks 2 decks Suits descending Stacking Switching Solitary endeavor Prelude to a lonely night

Vespers (Blogophilia 14.16)

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 "Daddy?" "Yes, Sweetheart." "Is there life on Mars?" "I don't know." "How about Venus: "Not a clue." "What about The Big Dipper?" "I have no idea, but I hear Mom calling curfew." "I don't wanna!" "I'll tell her that." "Oh, O.K."

Windchimes (Blogophilia 12.16)

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  Half-filled glasses sit on the table Orange contrast on snapdragon  Windchimes Dulcet tones fade into dreams It is their last stand