FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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No probs. My questions as statements are: 1. You are doing this. 2. I am doing this. 3. Show me the way to San Jose. What this says about my folding brain is that I could with spic -
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choosing to make floor-length curtains that would later be converted into playsuits for the children. As the minions danced and sang their way through life, the Queen couldn't help -
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was enough to remind me of grandpa. Ah sweet disgusting grandpa. He was the one that taught me that "this" is not "that." But he was gross. He had swollen legs. -
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hot and heavy. The smoke pour out of that oven made the who room smell like heaven. It was so good that Mrs. Butterworth died of Turkey scent overload. -
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eren't turned on by her hair bun, her glasses, her sailor's tongue or her judgmental stance. But when Valetta asked if they'd like another beer with their beer, well, no man could