shoes 4.0.0.pre11 → 4.0.0.pre12

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  1. checksums.yaml +4 -4
  2. data/bin/shoes-stub +8 -0
  3. data/lib/shoes/samples.rb +8 -0
  4. data/samples/README +122 -0
  5. data/samples/avatar.png +0 -0
  6. data/samples/blue-box.png +0 -0
  7. data/samples/class-book.yaml +387 -0
  8. data/samples/class_book.rb +46 -0
  9. data/samples/cy.png +0 -0
  10. data/samples/expert_definr.rb +24 -0
  11. data/samples/expert_funnies.rb +60 -0
  12. data/samples/expert_game_of_life.rb +224 -0
  13. data/samples/expert_irb.rb +109 -0
  14. data/samples/expert_minesweeper.rb +272 -0
  15. data/samples/expert_othello.rb +323 -0
  16. data/samples/expert_pong.rb +69 -0
  17. data/samples/expert_snake.rb +88 -0
  18. data/samples/expert_tankspank.rb +425 -0
  19. data/samples/expert_tetris.rb +322 -0
  20. data/samples/good_arc.rb +51 -0
  21. data/samples/good_bounce.rb +34 -0
  22. data/samples/good_clock.rb +55 -0
  23. data/samples/good_displace.rb +99 -0
  24. data/samples/good_follow.rb +27 -0
  25. data/samples/good_image_dl.rb +13 -0
  26. data/samples/good_potato_chopping.rb +23 -0
  27. data/samples/good_psychidelic_circles.rb +73 -0
  28. data/samples/good_reminder.rb +163 -0
  29. data/samples/good_vjot.rb +65 -0
  30. data/samples/lib/require_me.rb +6 -0
  31. data/samples/loogink.png +0 -0
  32. data/samples/menu-corner1.png +0 -0
  33. data/samples/menu-corner2.png +0 -0
  34. data/samples/menu-gray.png +0 -0
  35. data/samples/menu-left.png +0 -0
  36. data/samples/menu-right.png +0 -0
  37. data/samples/menu-top.png +0 -0
  38. data/samples/nks_booklist.rb +25 -0
  39. data/samples/nks_breadsticks.rb +8 -0
  40. data/samples/nks_dancing_circle.rb +14 -0
  41. data/samples/nks_dictionary.rb +24 -0
  42. data/samples/nks_edit_box.rb +5 -0
  43. data/samples/nks_edit_line.rb +7 -0
  44. data/samples/nks_notes.rb +16 -0
  45. data/samples/nks_poem.rb +23 -0
  46. data/samples/nks_self.rb +7 -0
  47. data/samples/nks_text_sizes.rb +11 -0
  48. data/samples/nks_trurl.rb +6 -0
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  108. data/samples/red-box.png +0 -0
  109. data/samples/shape_arc_to.rb +10 -0
  110. data/samples/simple-form.shy +0 -0
  111. data/samples/simple_accordion.rb +98 -0
  112. data/samples/simple_alert.rb +10 -0
  113. data/samples/simple_altered_para.rb +11 -0
  114. data/samples/simple_anim_shapes.rb +18 -0
  115. data/samples/simple_anim_text.rb +14 -0
  116. data/samples/simple_animate.rb +12 -0
  117. data/samples/simple_arc.rb +25 -0
  118. data/samples/simple_attach.rb +26 -0
  119. data/samples/simple_border_image.rb +9 -0
  120. data/samples/simple_borderless.rb +4 -0
  121. data/samples/simple_bounce.rb +27 -0
  122. data/samples/simple_breadsticks.rb +11 -0
  123. data/samples/simple_breadsticks2.rb +11 -0
  124. data/samples/simple_brightness_transitions.rb +16 -0
  125. data/samples/simple_button_animate.rb +17 -0
  126. data/samples/simple_buttons.rb +4 -0
  127. data/samples/simple_calc.rb +67 -0
  128. data/samples/simple_calc_2.rb +49 -0
  129. data/samples/simple_clipboard.rb +17 -0
  130. data/samples/simple_color_selector.rb +11 -0
  131. data/samples/simple_color_transitions.rb +12 -0
  132. data/samples/simple_concentric_circles.rb +9 -0
  133. data/samples/simple_console.rb +12 -0
  134. data/samples/simple_control_sizes.rb +25 -0
  135. data/samples/simple_count_and_draw.rb +19 -0
  136. data/samples/simple_curve.rb +34 -0
  137. data/samples/simple_dialogs.rb +33 -0
  138. data/samples/simple_dialogs_outside.rb +17 -0
  139. data/samples/simple_displace.rb +16 -0
  140. data/samples/simple_downloader.rb +29 -0
  141. data/samples/simple_draw.rb +16 -0
  142. data/samples/simple_editor.rb +30 -0
  143. data/samples/simple_face.rb +15 -0
  144. data/samples/simple_flashing.rb +22 -0
  145. data/samples/simple_flow_wrap.rb +12 -0
  146. data/samples/simple_font.rb +18 -0
  147. data/samples/simple_form.rb +30 -0
  148. data/samples/simple_fullscreen.rb +5 -0
  149. data/samples/simple_gradient_shapes.rb +23 -0
  150. data/samples/simple_guess_game.rb +30 -0
  151. data/samples/simple_image_as_stroke.rb +22 -0
  152. data/samples/simple_image_fill.rb +13 -0
  153. data/samples/simple_image_stroke.rb +13 -0
  154. data/samples/simple_info.rb +10 -0
  155. data/samples/simple_iterated_content.rb +8 -0
  156. data/samples/simple_keypress.rb +15 -0
  157. data/samples/simple_logo_display.rb +15 -0
  158. data/samples/simple_loogink_cy.rb +33 -0
  159. data/samples/simple_lorem_ipsum.rb +19 -0
  160. data/samples/simple_manual.rb +5 -0
  161. data/samples/simple_menu.rb +42 -0
  162. data/samples/simple_mouse_follow.rb +9 -0
  163. data/samples/simple_oval.rb +6 -0
  164. data/samples/simple_polygon_line.rb +19 -0
  165. data/samples/simple_position_as_we_go.rb +10 -0
  166. data/samples/simple_progress_bar.rb +15 -0
  167. data/samples/simple_random_bubbles.rb +15 -0
  168. data/samples/simple_require.rb +9 -0
  169. data/samples/simple_sample_executor.rb +7 -0
  170. data/samples/simple_sample_executor_all.rb +14 -0
  171. data/samples/simple_sesame_street_shoes.rb +6 -0
  172. data/samples/simple_shoes_intro.rb +22 -0
  173. data/samples/simple_slide.rb +57 -0
  174. data/samples/simple_stack_flow_buttons.rb +16 -0
  175. data/samples/simple_stripes.rb +9 -0
  176. data/samples/simple_system_background.rb +5 -0
  177. data/samples/simple_text_movement.rb +8 -0
  178. data/samples/simple_tictactoe.rb +224 -0
  179. data/samples/simple_timer.rb +16 -0
  180. data/samples/simple_translate.rb +10 -0
  181. data/samples/simple_visibility.rb +20 -0
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+ # using a version manager), they might try to run `jruby -S shoes ...` but then
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+ # Ruby tries to execute this file. This line gives a Ruby syntax error which
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+ # shows our message here, pointing them how to fix things, while still being a
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+ # no-op when run via shell.
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+ : Oops... Try shoes-swt instead of shoes.
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+ # Here's a list of the samples in this directory that work. Please
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+ # add to this list as you implement features!
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+ # NOTE: Comment out anything that isn't a filename, so we can execute this list.
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+ # See the `rake samples` task
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+ #
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+ # Curious to know more? See https://github.com/shoes/shoes4/wiki/Samples-Guide
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+ # for more information about writing samples!
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+ simple_accordion.rb
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+ simple_alert.rb
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+ simple_altered_para.rb
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+ simple_anim_shapes.rb
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+ simple_animate.rb
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+ simple_anim_text.rb
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+ simple_arc.rb
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+ simple_attach.rb
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+ simple_borderless.rb
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+ simple_border_image.rb
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+ simple_bounce.rb
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+ simple_breadsticks.rb
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+ simple_breadsticks2.rb
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+ simple_brightness_transitions.rb
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+ simple_buttons.rb
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+ simple_button_animate.rb
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+ simple_calc.rb
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+ simple_calc_2.rb
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+ simple_clipboard.rb
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+ simple_color_selector.rb
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+ simple_color_transitions.rb
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+ simple_concentric_circles.rb
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+ simple_console.rb
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+ simple_control_sizes.rb
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+ simple_count_and_draw.rb
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+ simple_curve.rb
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+ simple_dialogs.rb
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+ simple_dialogs_outside.rb
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+ simple_displace.rb
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+ simple_downloader.rb
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+ simple_draw.rb
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+ simple_editor.rb
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+ simple_face.rb
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+ simple_flashing.rb
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+ simple_flow_wrap.rb
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+ simple_font.rb
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+ simple_form.rb
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+ simple_fullscreen.rb
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+ simple_gradient_shapes.rb
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+ simple_guess_game.rb
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+ simple_image_fill.rb
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+ simple_image_stroke.rb
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+ simple_image_as_stroke.rb
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+ simple_info.rb
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+ simple_iterated_content.rb
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+ simple_keypress.rb
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+ simple_logo_display.rb
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+ simple_loogink_cy.rb
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+ simple_lorem_ipsum.rb
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+ simple_manual.rb
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+ simple_menu.rb
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+ simple_mouse_follow.rb
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+ simple_oval.rb
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+ simple_polygon_line.rb
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+ simple_position_as_we_go.rb
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+ simple_progress_bar.rb
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+ simple_random_bubbles.rb
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+ simple_require.rb
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+ simple_sample_executor_all.rb
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+ simple_sample_executor.rb
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+ simple_sesame_street_shoes.rb
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+ simple_shoes_intro.rb
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+ simple_slide.rb
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+ simple_stack_flow_buttons.rb
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+ simple_stripes.rb
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+ simple_system_background.rb
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+ simple_translate.rb
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+ simple_text_movement.rb
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+ simple_timer.rb
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+ simple_tictactoe.rb
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+ simple_visibility.rb
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+ good_arc.rb
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+ good_bounce.rb
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+ good_clock.rb
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+ good_displace.rb
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+ good_follow.rb
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+ good_image_dl.rb
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+ good_potato_chopping.rb
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+ good_psychidelic_circles.rb
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+ good_reminder.rb
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+ good_vjot.rb
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+ expert_definr.rb
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+ expert_funnies.rb
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+ expert_game_of_life.rb
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+ expert_irb.rb
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+ expert_minesweeper.rb
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+ expert_othello.rb
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+ expert_pong.rb
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+ expert_snake.rb
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+ expert_tankspank.rb
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+ expert_tetris.rb
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+ nks_booklist.rb
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+ nks_breadsticks.rb
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+ nks_dancing_circle.rb
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+ nks_dictionary.rb
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+ nks_edit_box.rb
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+ nks_edit_line.rb
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+ nks_notes.rb
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+ nks_poem.rb
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+ nks_self.rb
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+ nks_text_sizes.rb
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+ nks_trurl.rb
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+ Curdy Applehorn lived in a time when nothing existed except for a vast body of water. He felt serenity as he gazed upon the still waters.
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+ To which I add that the novel is a tale of a man named Curdy Applecorn, who (out of unsurpassed love) attempts to live with a species of oversized scorpions. As their only plaything, Curdy becomes subject to incessant stinging and a gradual excavation of his visceral cavity.
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+ Though she has been suicidal for some five months, Ruthie awoke one morning in an excellent prescence of mind. She descended the staircase and entered the kitchen with her arms spread. She kissed all the children and all the house animals. She kissed her servants, her attendants and accountants, finally ending with a kiss to the center of the floor. She also did a twirl after that.
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+ A man built an automobile entirely from carrots and was known for it in several counties. When people spoke with him, they would speak of nothing but carrots. There came a day when the man realized that he couldn’t remember ever having non-carrot discussions. Fueled by an intense will to free himself from this cruel and perpetual cycle, the man set off to blaze a new trail for himself.
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+ Michel not only found a decent rope at the hardware store, but he purchased it at a discounted rate because the rope only had one end. He went to stow the rope in the garage, but his wife stopped him and poked him with her hand.
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+ He caught himself just as he was about to say, “I didn’t think of that.” He didn’t say it, as he knew it would confirm many of his wife’s suspicions about men. So he said, “Here,” and tossed the rope over his wife’s head and a coil of it landed in a box in the garage.
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+ A crew of news reporters was wandering the neighborhoods, looking for incidents to report. They found several to choose from and finally focused on a certain infestation of fruit flies. They were alarmed at the quality and intimacy of the footage they recorded that afternoon and found it difficult to leave the scene of the incident.
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+ Once there was a man who walked like a duck and talked like a duck. He was made into a very long pillow.
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+ One man had become such an impulsive skier that he started skiing down dirt roads in the summer. It actually wasn’t such a bad sport and the guy won a silver medal when Dust Country Skiing went national.
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+ Devilish beasts invaded the property of a man Javek and chased him from his premises. He ran for days, with only a small candle to help guide him. The chase became so exhausting and elaborate that Javek’s fear became absolutely perfect. Running from broad monsters and always hearing their thick breath, he viewed himself as a tiny creature, a morsel. He ultimately sought love and guardianship from the candle, which the candle willingly gave for many years, long after the monsters had lost interest in Javek.
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+ Once there was a queen-sized mattress who had back problems of her own. This went on for years.
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+ A man had a talking wristwatch. It’s true. Unfortunately, this man was a very poor conversationalist and he rarely spoke to the poor watch. In time, the watch became estranged from its owner.
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+ It just so happened that Klaus Mashwitz was excellent at building robots and he built himself a robot to act as his personal confidante and close advisor. The Advisor accompanied him everywhere and the two were inseparable. Their fame spread. Klaus built other machines. He burned through forty million dollars and five marriages before The Advisor stopped him mid-stride, right when they were approaching the bamboo garden in Golden Gate Park.
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+ “I’ll tell you what,” said Klaus. “You’ve always been kind and good to me. So, I’ll strike a deal with you. You give me one bit of advice and I will follow it. If it works out, I will follow the next bit of advice. And so on. I’m an old guy now, but—who knows—maybe it’s time for me to put it in cruise control and hand things over to my oldest friend.”
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+ I am authorized to speak of flutes and certain floutists, one of whom was interested in furthering his career and in forcing flutework to the forefront of pop culture. So this floutist, he parachuted into small towns, playing trills all the way down.
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+ Kimothy’s mouth was a warp zone. Which meant that infrequently—gosh, let’s say about as often as two archers dive into an ocean simultaneously—a pair of trousers or a coupon book or something would fly off her tongue. This even happened at church and at job interviews.
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+ The rest of the afternoon Kimothy spent swallowing coins and watching hot nickels land on the feet of people who went to warm their hands. That is, until a guy with giraffe hands came out of her mouth and said, “Stop screwing with our warp zone!” and he slapped her a memorable number of times right on the forehead with his flattened palm.
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+ After watching The Absent-Minded Professor, this kid named Esel Striff wanted his own bouncing shoes. He was a bright kid, so he invented a pair of shoes that could leap twelve solid feet into the air.
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+ His calculations were, sadly, very completely wrong. And when he went to try the shoes out, he found that he had not invented jumping shoes; but, instead, he had invented shoes which rumbled and popped, before transforming his legs into the thick, hairy legs of a Clydesdale horse.
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+ His legs were beautiful and most professional equestrians considered his legs to be “show quality.” One horse enthusiast, Liberty Shale, was intensely attracted to him, and pursued him shamelessly, having wanted a real centaur for herself since purchasing a pewter figurine (equipped with hair beads and a powderhorn) at the tender age of 25.
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+ This, along with the cloud of flies continually harvesting the mucus from his eyes, put tremendous strain on Esel’s psyche. He soon felt the only answer was to invent a complete set of bouncing horseshoes. (Yes, after a viewing of The Absent-Minded Professor.)
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+ This guy—the Life Guy—ate nothing but heat lamps and defecated only wholy intact live salmon. Such was his appetite. And talk about healthy. Renaissance painters could have spent years attempting to capture the rosiness in the Life Guy’s cheeks.
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+ Once there was another guy, same as The Life Guy: he ate heat lamps and crapped fish. But this one didn’t have an ecosystem inside. This time, it was just the guy’s diet.
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+ So this random boar lost his whole family in a missile attack. Some guerillas were camped out by his family’s cave and the whole thing went down bad. Worse yet, his favorite fruit, the seedless storkberry was wiped out during the attack. He wandered for three-hundred miles and found nothing close to the succulence and aroma of the seedless storkberry. Like I say, we have a grieving boar on our hands.
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+ I don’t know how he figured it out, but this one particular 21st century human male discovered that by rubbing his face against a goat’s face, he could produce this ungodly wailing sound that was so loud most people in the countryside thought a village was getting ripped in half. One old man heard the sound through ten stacked windshields he fell asleep underneath. The soundmaker’s name was Jentle and he was a real troublesome guy, always kicking milk pails or running off to making that ungodly sound with the goat.
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+ Now believe it or not, on the other side of the world, exactly opposite Jentle was a little girl who could produce the same exact sound by running a frog along her shoe laces. It was truly startling! People thought an ocean liner had crashed into a dinosaur and the dinosaur had screamed. An indian fellow jumped out of his bathroom and threw his tomahawk for a new world record because of it! The little girl’s name was Pailey. Oh and, I forgot, a guy fell off his rollerblades.
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+ Years ago, I lost touch with Arthur Aide, but I just ran into him at the theater. Turns out he got into a huge fight with his girlfriend and she moved out after that. But instead of his heart breaking, his right hand broke. The minute she was gone, it fell to pieces.
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+ But this was entirely untrue. During a vacation, while hiking in Mexico, the girl had dropped a rock on Arthur Aide’s hand, killing it dead, but managed to keep the hand together with a willing telepathic maneuver. She had, with great effort, held the appendage intact for nearly a decade. And then she left.
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+ Well, the night they broke up, she slept at her friend Alloieann’s place for a few evenings and was astonished at how deep her restful state was. Normally she was taking four Excedrin a day. None of that. She jumped off a diving board for the first time in just as long. In fact, everything was just smashing until a waiter at Red Lobster dropped a tray and she involuntarily snagged it with her mental powers.
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+ The jig was up and Arthur says the last he heard, his girlfriend was sold to the FBI by her own father for $280,000 and a lifetime supply of cheesesteaks. My brother interrupted me just then to borrow five bucks, but have to admit that I was quite disappointed that she was unable to bamboozle her captors. Why didn’t she use the FBI’s neckties against them? Why didn’t she topple a jar of dice from an upper shelf upon them? Couldn’t there have been a sudden appearance by a jetski?
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+ - - A Smart Curtsy
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+ Princess Tesgid of the Kingdom of Alsacious was universally loved by her subjects. And how genuine it was. Their wall-hangings were images of her. Their works of calligraphy all memorialized her finest sayings. They used her name so much that the air became more accustomed to that series of vocal vibrations and you could hear it repeating against the clouds and mountains. And rightfully so, she wrote very good poetry about the plight of her citizen’s poverty and was incredibly sympathetic toward them all.
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+ While you or I might neglect to sense the nuances of these words, I assure you that this was a terribly tragic stanza for the Princess and the message received by the street folk was: we have been coarsely mocked. In the ruling society, “a smart curtsy” would generally be regarded as a polite dip of the head with an underlying bouquet of wonderment. However, a divergent meaning had sprung from the darker slums and shipyard embankments which twisted the term “a smart curtsy” to describe the motion of beheading a child infected by the parasitic spirit of a deceased feral cat.
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+ The city stirred, many ill with worry of riots and looting, others retreating to quiet places where they could internalize the poems under the soft light of the moon and the warm pyres of freshly massacred cats. All were scraping that third line for meaning. Where did the socks let go? Discovering the exact location could possibly vindicate the Princess, particularly if it were at the national Cemetary of the Beloved. Or better yet, the dessert counter at Stage and Svenson’s. That would be quite hilarious actually!
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+ Legend speaks of a sandwich—very discreet, somewhere—a sandwich well-concealed and expertly invisible. A sandwich so secret that its most vocal defenders absolutely doubt its existence. And they cite this prevelant doubt as the only actual proof of its existence. Sure, but do they have to say it with such skepticism?
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+ So, one day, at about two in the afternoon, a furniture salesman named Shelts took a break and sat down to enjoy a glass of milk outside, a delicious glass of whole milk, above a velutinous panorama of hills and mists. Well, halfway into his glass, he almost gulped down a sock that was floating in the drink. Quickly, he fished it out. Aha! A long, wet tube sock with red stripes at the top.
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+ Eventually, it dawned upon Shelts that he had been quite unfair. And as the furniture business took one of its occassional plummets, Shelts found himself begging the cartons in his own refrigerator for some kind of gloves or vest. Even a sock, a worn tube sock, with a dirty sole and red stripes, perhaps? What a terrible spot Shelts had got himself into, not a single gallon or half would pay mind.
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+ One of the most amazing things to ever happen in Peru happened to a monkey, an adorable, little trained female monkey, the property of one Emilio DeBuana. Emilio truly loved his pet monkey—I mean this animal had such a fantastic smile and huge pearly eyes.
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+ But, see here: this monkey’s life was suddenly tossed upside-down when she gave birth to an apple, well-polished with a squinty and agonized male face. The monkey worked hard to give the little apple a proper life, frantically soothing it and swaddling it in hot towels, breast-feeding it, but it was often inconsolable, moaning deeply night and morning.
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+ The monkey, once so happy and frolicsome, now found her life to be miserable. The crispy apricot leaves which had once made so her so ecstatic and backflippy, now dissolved in her pockets no thanks to the erosive stains left where the apple had soiled. She also could not count with her fingers, which crossed over themselves, perplexing the eyes. Everything had been cursed, had been smitten by the apple’s constant foul language. Her bookcase was even eaten by flies!
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+ So she planned her escape one night. She folded an origami tortilla airplane. She got inside. She set a course for the North Pole. And she sailed off the top of Mt. Abalacion.
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+ This left Emilio with custody of the apple. He planned to poison the apple or set a worm upon it. These plans did not come to fruition. He simply panicked and offered the apple some chewing tobacco, which the apple man gladly chomped down on with blocky porcelain teeth and the two made their days in a lazy trance on the front stoop, filling up spittoons and rolling bottles to each other and hitting dogs with slingshots.
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