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HB1

Horrid Borrid sat on the chessboard and peeled a banana. His brother Morrid shoved some mud in his left ear and laughed maniacally. "Horrid!" said...

HB2

Horrid Borrid sat in a chair and licked the staple gun. "Pow! Pow!" said his sister Florrid, as she cartwheeled past, brandishing two brown leaves...

HB3

Borrid perched on a pancake, slurping a pint of pondwater through a curly straw. His cousin Torrid bunjee-jumped through the skylight and gathered...

HB4

Horrid Borrid, try though he might, could not tie a knot in his pencil. "Give it to me," said his friend Lancome, upon which he took the implement...

HB5

Horrid Borrid flustered majestically, while butterflies pranced harmoniously through the Derivative Caverns of Sony. A chaotic array of taxidermal...