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Adrenaline Junket
The vague and the abstract turned into a contract, adrenaline junkies, now joined in a dare. With hands up, no screaming, they’d both go careening, defying gravity at the State Fair. What started as amity morphed to calamity enough that the riders had panic attacks. When they reached the summit, they started to plummet just as a mutt ventured onto the tracks. The new rollercoaster got hot as a toaster as the conductor stomped hard on the brake. With no time for acting, they heard the impacting of metal on flesh as the mutt flew the lake. To worsen the matter, gratuitous splatter was added for gratis to this ruinous ride; they grew more embittered once they had considered those patches of hide from the cur that had died. The horrors receded as they both conceded while parting the last bits of gore with a comb. They climbed in the pickup, and with no further hiccups slumped up the hill slowly and headed for home.
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