FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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But then I started thinking about my 1972 Impala. If I destroyed the future, I'd never get to drive it again! I threw down my utensils. We'd have to take our chances with the ants. -
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just settled our brains for a long winter's nap. When down in the cellar there arose such a shriek, I sprang from my coffin to snatch a quick peek! Away to the stairwell, I flew
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tripping in them because once I crossed a road gnawing an undercooked spare rib slathered in mayo & didn't see a pothole. I fell, a wasp stung me, a dog licked my ear and a bear -
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It was romantic as hell. We started with appetizers and finished with a duel. She wasn't wearing any underwear. Neither was I. -
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"Well, you said you had one potato, I have eight." She pulls up all eight of her hands revealing 6 more from under her clothes. "Well, this is awkward..." he murmered.