FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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10make a decision. "Carl, America, we believe in individual freedoms . So a toe has a right to leave the foot and persue happiness. On the other hand, different fingers." The judge
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11urple peephole so he could see the eye. 'Aye, I see!' cried the arms dealer. The heavy door slowly creaked open. I stepped over the threshold into the dimly lit room. Arms galore
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11Furthermore, let it now be recognized that if you subtract a boatload from a crapton, you're left with somewhere between a smidgen and a chunk. A whole bunch isn't as many as
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10and suddenly lights flashed, bells rang, and coins literally poured out of the slot machine while the old lady in polyester pants sitting next to me swooned in disbelief. I won
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13I pulled up some dandelions. She'll like these, she likes flowers. Maybe if turned my shirt inside out it won't smell so bad. I was ready to make amends.