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The Queen's Pride Was His Ship, And He Loved Her. (that Was The Way His Sentences Always Went: It Is Raining Today And I Love You. My Cold Is Better And I Love You. Say Hello To Horse And I Love You. Like That.)

I Don't Like Killing A Girl," The Spaniard Said. "god Does It All The Time; If It Doesn't Bother Him, Don't Let It Worry You.

Flailing And Thrashing, Buttercup Wept And Tossed And Paced And Wept Some More, And There Have Been Three Great Cases Of Jealousy Since David Of Galilee Was First Afflicted With The Emotion When He Could No Longer Stand The Fact That His Neighbor Saul's Cactus Outshone His Own. (originally, Jealousy Pertained Solely To Plants, Other People's Cactus Or Ginkgoes, Or, Later, When There Was Grass, Grass, Which Is Why, Even To This Day, We Say That Someone Is Green With Jealousy.) Buttercup's Case Rated A Close Fourth On The All-time List. It Was A Very Long And Very Green Night.

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I Suppose I Was Dying Again, So I Asked The Lord Of Permanent Affection For The Strength To Live The Day. Clearly, The Answer Came In The Affirmative." "i Didn't Know There Was Such A Fellow," Buttercup Said. "neither Did I, In Truth, But If He Didn't Exist, I Didn't Much Want To Either.