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Saturday, September 4, 2004

FICTION FROM DR. DRIVE BY

MISS PUSSYSNAKE CHAPTER 19A Szgabu parked his Cadillac on 47th Street where he was greeted by an intact and youthful Electra. She was distributing chocolates and flowers in front of her temple to passing children to promote her newest magical African cream. 'What you been doin baby.?' She cooed.... Sign in to see full entry.

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Tuesday, August 31, 2004

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CHAPTER 18D PIMP DELUXE I just do it cause what I do makes me happy.' 'Makes you happy? Shit muthufukka, what makes yo wallet happy? 'I'm bigger than my wallet. In other words, what it takes to make me happy aint always in my bank account.' 'Say man, caint you let me have sum dat doojie so I can be... Sign in to see full entry.

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Sunday, August 29, 2004

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CHAPTER 18C PIMP DELUXE She screamed for seventy floors to the street splat. Ping. 'Let's set this party up, people.' said the bald hostess. Mallow asked Szgabu to assist him unfastening the lid of one of the boxes. Inside there was a corpse embalmed so that the cadaver was supple. The Hostess... Sign in to see full entry.

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Saturday, August 28, 2004

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CHAPTER 18B PIMP DELUXE As the screams and groans of horror faded away so did Teaser and Bashdul down a subterranean corridor lighted with tungsten torches leading to a large garage that sheltered several Cadillacs and a silver-plated Dodge Super Van which held five or six shiny aluminum crates. 'I... Sign in to see full entry.

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Thursday, August 26, 2004

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CHAPTER 18A PIMP DELUXE 'I'm sorry Dul, I'll never use my powers to peep in on you again. Like I've said before, that thing you're doing with Cool has some heavy powers somewhere in it. Whenever I get close to it with my psychic probes all of my powers go bad and I can't control them; that's how I... Sign in to see full entry.

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Tuesday, August 24, 2004

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CHAPTER 17 BRAIN BOX BOOGIE (PART I) Weary Szgabu returned to his suite above Cool's headquarters and went to bed. While asleep he dreamt he was awake and suddenly sheathed in a crackling vacuum that flew over a flat ocean streaking under him. The whip of cold wind came down like stone and he... Sign in to see full entry.

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Monday, August 23, 2004

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CHAPTER 16E GANGSTER ACTION Honey darling,' commanded Teaser Mallow, 'why not fly us up north through the park so me and my friend and these ladies can toot and talk a while.' He touched the switch that sealed the division and they rolled off. So situated they partied along snorting undreamt of... Sign in to see full entry.

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Saturday, August 21, 2004

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CHAPTER 16D GANGSTER ACTION 'Okay muthufukka, if you know evry got dam thing, tell me the secrets bout them litta bastuds.' Challenged Szgabu, elegantly sucking a tooth pick. 'I'm sorry, that's not possible.' 'What the fuk you mean that aint possible you muthufukkin haint? You say you know evrythin... Sign in to see full entry.

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Friday, August 20, 2004

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CHAPTER 16C GANGSTER ACTION 'When do I suppose to get started? 'I tell you what,' sighed the Cool, 'you can skip the training tomorrow so you can get on the case right away while there's still nothin else on your mind.' When the sun was up Szgabu was on the street in his Cadillac driving the South... Sign in to see full entry.

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