Twister 1614

His love of cardigans was something he kept secret, a trove of wool and cotton hidden in the closet, away from the tassled whips and chains.

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Twister 1613

He wakes up every morning and bathes and goes to work and eats lunch and comes home and makes dinner and watches tv. Then one day he doesn’t

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Twister 1612

The room is fragrant with the odor of bread. The TV blares. A woman sits crying on the sofa; she’ll never have what Oprah wants her to have.

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Twister 1611

They met at a spa. This convinced him they had a great story for future offspring. He was unaware that the spa specialized in high colonics.

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Twister 1610

There was a strong wave of happiness in the room and he wanted to drink it in. Then he realized the happiness was coming from the punch bowl

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Twister 1609

She was willing to overlook his bad fashion sense and unappealing hair. But when she got to his place she could not get past the furniture.

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Twister 1608

He was stuck in traffic again, every day the same old thing. He was tired of podcasts. And finally understood the real value in car pooling.

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Twister 1607

His kid told him his hair smelled like “throw up” and no matter how much he shampooed he couldn’t help but feel that his love life was over.

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Twister 1606

They figured it was either love or mutual indigestion. They’d been eating out a lot. I don’t know about this rich food, he said. She pouted.

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Twister 1605

When the hill spoke he got how stoned he was and a mild panic set in and he tasted macaroons but they weren’t lemon and that bummed him out.

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