20be69a
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"She shuddered. "What is it with slobbery kissers? Are they trying to drown us in spit? I mean, Jesus, swallow every now and then." --
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gross
kissing
laugh-out-loud
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Tammara Webber |
26a636d
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If it doesn't sweat, jiggle, or pant, it's not alive.
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alice
alive
exercise
gross
jiggle
jogging
living
pant
random
running
sweat
weird
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Phyllis Reynolds Naylor |
9626d75
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Do we have a hand mirror?' I asked from the kitchen doorway. 'Never use one,' said Lester, examining the date on a carton of sour cream. 'Naturally, you're a male. What you see is what you've got,' I said resentfully. 'Huh?' said Lester.
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brother
confusion
funny
genitals
girl
gross
hand-mirror
humorous
mirror
random
resentful
sexuality
sibling
sour-cream
teenage-boy
teenage-girl
weird
woman
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Phyllis Reynolds Naylor |
1750403
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Newly Found Sugary Spill: Tastes Like Dried Spit or Old Soda
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gross
similes
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Chris Ware |
b8e2ac6
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"An acre of poppies and a forest of spruce boggle no one's mind. Even ten square miles of wheat gladdens the hearts of most . . . No, in the plant world, and especially among the flowering plants, fecundity is not an assault on human values. Plants are not our competitors; they are our prey and our nesting materials. We are no more distressed at their proliferation than an owl is at a population explosion among field mice . . . but in the animal world things are different, and human feelings are different . . . Fecundity is anathema only in the animal. "Acres and acres of rats" has a suitably chilling ring to it that is decidedly lacking if I say, instead, "acres and acres of tulips"."
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gross
human
life
nature
page-164
perspective
plants
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Annie Dillard |
006da50
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There you go. Perfect. And can you still throw up at will like you could in sixth grade? That would be good.
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gross
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Adam Rex |
cbc687f
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"... MOM!" Martha finally screamed. "Mom, you've got to see these!" "Is it about Hermione?" She exclaimed, rushing into the middle of the room. Her mouth dropped open in horror when she noticed Hermione's walls. "I can't find any... polite... photos of her, mom." "Why are there ones of her eating out of dumpsters and giving seniors the finger?" "No idea," Martha replied. "Oh god... I'll get one out of my wallet," Her mom decided, hurrying out of the room frantically. ...It's funny how when one thing happens, it can make you forget about something else."
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garbage
girl
gross
photo
polite
teenage
weird
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Rebecca McNutt |
ff7b848
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Perhaps the ghastliest disease endemic to mosquitia is Mucocutaneous Leishmaniasis, sometimes called white leprosy, caused by the bite of an infected sand fly. The Leishmania parasite migrates to the mucus membranes of the victim's nose and lips and eats them away, eventually creating a giant, weeping sore where the face used to be.
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face-eating
gross
honduras
horrific
insect-bites
parasites
sand-fly
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Douglas Preston |
4777132
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"I wish I could run away," Rudger told Jersey as they both rushed in and out of various patients' rooms, darting around like little ants. "I can't leave and be on my own though, not right now, anyway." "Why?" asked Jersey, waving her flashlight in mid-air. Rudger froze for a second, a regretful haze emanating from his eyes. "It'd break her heart if I left." "Ain't that normal? For parents to have mixed feelings about their kids growin' up?" "Not for me, it isn't." Jersey made a pitying face in his direction. "So, you wanna keep bein' towed around with your mom, livin' in a gross town like Danvers?" "Is there a choice?" "Yeah, there sure is. You can run away and try to be a whole person before it's too late, or you can live with mommy dearest forever and turn into Norman Bates."
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backwater
danvers-state
drama
emotional
friendship
gross
heaert-heartbreak
mental-hospital
mommy
normal
norman-bates
parent
rebellion
runaway
rural
small-town
teen-roance
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Rebecca McNutt |