... is an infamous character, continually joked about by the nurses and doctors who work there.) *** "You may see Mr. Monty now, sir," the secretary informed Sam. He nervously eyed the door in front of him. The big, bold lettering stated: MR. JP MONTY EXECUTIVE PRESIDENT Doubts about his ability to make a good impression entered his mind, but Sam immediatly gathered himself together, glanced back at the sheep secretary, and entered the room. THe stately pig sat behind a magnificently carved oak desk in the most luxurious office Sam had ever s ...
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... hours to get there. I had not been feeling well and therefore, I was very restless during the train journey. Even then, I was very excited as it was my first train journey. I kept on looking out of the window and let out loud shrieks every time I saw a monkey in the trees. The scenery was beautiful as the train passed between two mountains. There were trees on either side and I kept on running from one side of the train to another to count the number of monkeys that I could spot during the train ride. It was an exhausting journey. We got to the hotel, picked up the room keys from the reception and went to sleep immediately as it was late at night and we had already ...
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... new beginning. I sat and looked at this ugly maroon gown with this weird looking square hat. The ceremonies were to be held at the Mullins Center on the campus of the University of Massachusetts in Amherst. The ceremonies were to begin at 7:00p.m., yet I had to be there at 6:00p.m.. When everyone arrived we rehearsed on how we were to walk in and where we were going to sit. You could the excitement in everyone’s eyes. No one could wait for the moment in which our diplomas would be handed to us. They lined us up by height with the boys to one side and the girls to the other. Each boy was paired up with a girl and was to walk in side by side with her whe ...
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... more as an act of deception. We took our game very seriously. In fact we never even referred to is as a game. Mostly because we were working our maneuvers on real people who didn't know we were just a group of teenagers pretending to be spies. Every week we'd have at least one meeting at my house to talk about how things were going. Sometimes depending on the case or goal we were pursuing, the meetings would run on into the late of night. I guess it could be said that I was leader of our group. The meetings were held at my house, and I was the one who brought together the present group of agents. In the theme of espionage, we referred to everyone as an ag ...
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... party of her problems. The best drunk known to man and this party was Fred Funny. Fred is the kind of drunk you want at every party. He has everyone on the floor, rolling in hysterics. He has people crying because they are laughing so hard. Fred likes to have an audience of at least five people. The group seems to grow as everyone hears what he is saying. Fred loves to tell jokes that he’s heard all week, and make wise cracks at the rest of the drunks. Fred can often be seen doing stupid things like spilling his drink or tripping over his own feet. It is sometimes hard to understand him. he is excellent at slurring his words. if you can understand h ...
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... where was the road? I never quite figured that out at the time and the exact meaning of "Get your kicks on Route 66" eluded me too. I remember browsing through a book in a bookstore, Route 66 - The Mother Road by Michael Wallis, and being fascinated by the pictures, the small towns, the old gas stations, the hamburger joints and the old signs. This was what had always fascinated me on the road too, more than the National Parks, Disneyland and the skyscrapers together! I finally bought the book last year and the Route 66 mystery started to unfold. My wife and I took a road trip from Phoenix to Detroit last June but due to time concerns had to pass up on most of the ...
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... they'd failed. He had been around long enough to know when he was beat. "No respect. Where's the respect?" Scampi circled the tree in a haze of anger, his tiny legs beating furiously on the grass. The beagle could never quite get over a loss. Mustard lay his head on the ground and watched the passage of time on the street while Scampi vented. Soon, Roy the Basset and his owner walked by. Mustard nodded hello. "Who's that?" Roy asked, looking in the tree. "Dunno. New in town." "Which house?" "No house." "Freeloader, hm? Give him one from me." Roy's owner shushed him. Poor guy. Owner was one of those uppity types who had to have everything perfect. Mustard ro ...
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... sales, contests, and even a Fun and Freak museum. The secret fund is hidden in an old beaded purse under a loose board in the floor. They never remove the purse from under Sook's bed unless making a deposit or a ten-cent withdrawal on Saturdays. She allots Buddy ten cents to go to the picture show each Saturday. Sook has never visited one before, but asks Buddy to go instead to come back and tell she the stories of the picture show. After dinner, Sook and Buddy retire to a room in a faraway part of the house where her sleep's at night, to count their treasure. When finished counting, Buddy declares the total was thirteen dollars. Sook, being a very supe ...
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... and only three times on Sundays. I have complained before, but they don't care to what I have to say. Even when the buses come they are always late because the routes are convoluted. It takes hours to get anywhere. The closest commercial area to my house is Park Royal and that is a two hour walk away. There are no small stores and if I want milk, the closest store is in North Vancouver, would you believe. I guess they expect everyone to be so rich, so they can afford a car for every member in the family (think again). Waiting for the buses in the freezing rain or snow is so annoying. If I just had a car, I could jump into my it and drive to Park Royal ...
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... Our dresses are brightly colored and extremely detailed, as that was the movement in fashion of our time. These things are very expensive and only royalty such as ourselves can afford such a luxury. LAUREN: Say, do you know what's for dinner tonight? JADIE: Silly girl! Its what we have every night in the castle Ingvey, Everything! A feast of huge proportions. Bread, cheese, meat, fish, vegetables… all made fresh by the peasants this morning. Yes, what a glorious time to live. LAUREN: And you people (looking at the class) would you care to join us in our feast? THE PEASANTS LIFE: BEEF: This is what most of the people in the renaissance liv ...
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