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Once upon a time, there was an old woman who lived in the cultural desert of Ocean Grove, New Jersey. For all anyone knew, she had lived there forever, with her three cats, Skyler, Mortiz, and Phil. They enjoyed a peaceful domestic coexistance, and
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canned cat food. Unfortunately the old lady had very little money.
One day their quiet existance was shattered byEvery-one should watch their drawers!
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the second coming of Jimmy Hoffa.Comment
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Jimmy entered the old lady's home with a face like thunder. " Listen woman" he snarled, "Ive spent my life fighting for a cause, and you .... you blatantly disregard my work by aiding and abeting not one or two BUT THREE UN-UNIONED PUSSIES" with that Jimmy ...
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walked over to the refrigerator. He flung open the door and inspected the contents. A jar of expired mayonaisse, half a stick of butter, eggs and several slices of stale white bread.
"I could understand if you went along with the Teamsters" he said, eggs in hand. "Hell, I went along with the teamsters!" He cracked a three eggs into a bowl that reeked of meow mix and pounded them with a fork.
"But the God damn Electricians local 109! Ha! HA!" Egg drippings hit the wall. "did you think I wouldn't...Comment
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return? Did you think death could stop me? Don't you know that Woody Allen said that death is just nature's way of telling you to slow down? Death is a walk in the park, lady, and you...Comment
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should get out more! All you do is spending time with those cats of yours. And if you live to die anyway, why not enjoy the park before it's your time?
The lady now looked at the man like a rabbit trapped in a bright light. 'I never...
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thought you would come back Jimmy! I thought you were lost to me forever... Oh how I cried. I tried to get on with my life and so I took up knitting." She opened a closet. A sortie of moths flew out and immediately congregated at the nearest light bulb.
Jimmy peered into the closet and saw sweaters. Mountains upon mountains of sweaters. "Jesus" he said through a mouthfull of egg and bread. Jimmy held out his arms and Myrtle ran to him. They kissed to the sounds of sizzling moths...Comment
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while the three cats madly dashed into the closet. Soon they were shin-deep in bits of yarn of every colour. Jimmy paused to catch his breath and said ...Comment
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Stop, this is mad! I truly love...Comment
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Jimmy swallowed his own words along with myrtle's tongue. The truth is, he didn't want this to stop. He wanted this moment to last forever.
He pulled myrtle close to him, and felt the itchy wool of her sweater rubbing up against his neck. He surpressed a sneeze (he was allergic to cats) and her pressed his hands firmly along her tight...Comment
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fitting shoes, and wondered, "Why do I fall to my knees so instantly on intimate stimulation? Will I ever break out of this submissive nature of mine?"
He knelt, and kissed her.
She raked her fingers through his hair.
Skyler the cat sauntered out of the closet, and said "Look, you two..."Comment
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"hope I'm not disturbing you, but we were wondering if you would like to join us in the closet. Moritz and Phil have just managed to combine some of the sweaters and are on the verge of creating not only a new colour but a new style. It's very exciting and we were wondering if you.....Comment
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could help us to present our sweaters to the world, so that we can finally be economically independent and set the step to world domination, as we have been wanting for so long now."
Jimmy looked at Skyler as if he had never seen such colourfull sweaters...
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