Futzler Files #6: Futzlers, Ham, and Heartache

"uhhhhgghhh," was all i could manage from my dry throat, not to mention the foul tang of vomit still tainting every breath. the old woman put her work away and came over to me. she crouched down and gently stroked along my side.

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Monster Mankind Chapter 2

He felt sick, all over again his body felt like he was going to puke, head spinning in all directions. but his body didn't feel that effect, at least, it didn't succumb to the ailments just yet.

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Suppression

Nothing more embarrassing than having to vomit on the side of the highway, am i right? by the time we got home, it was dark and late. i just went straight upstairs and fell asleep in my bed.

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Fire

If there was one thing i could not stand it was vomiting. sure enough pieces of pizza came out, along with a red substance i knew was not pizza sauce. it was my own blood.

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Dark Sign Prolouge

Other times she would vomit, but she too fell ill. only lunia recovered... kalian de lifon did not. night's came down from the spire of truth to visit lunia, to grant her a blessing, yet felt sadness to the fallen princess.

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Sneaking a Peek

At least ours were only stained with other bodily fluids, despite the best attempts of the janitorial staff at keeping the puke at bay. "yaaaawn." "i can see whether you've had your adenoids taken out or not."

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Staying Human: Chapter Seven

I collapsed to the ground again and almost vomited from the agony. seeing that i wasn't dead yet infuriated the pig, and it hooved the ground and charged at me.

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The Door

I swallowed back vomit that was creeping up my throat. the walls seemed to close in on me, enveloping me in a dirt filled hole. the walls seemed to sing softly, or maybe it was in my head. it sang an eerie song, playing with my fears.

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Goooooooood Doggie!

Seizing the distinctive root, she plopped it straight into her mouth, took an excessive sip of the anti-toxin, and got ready for inevitable vomiting, as she prayed the curse would dissolve, slobbering like a dog as stinking fox fur crept up her arms and legs

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Empty - Chapter 3

He could still smell the scent of his own piss rising from the tangle of clothes at the foot of the dresser, and suddenly he wanted to vomit. he eased off the bed, clutching his stomach and fighting the foul-tasting bile rising in his throat.

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