FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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looked very uncomfortable as he stood jingling the change in his pocket but repeated, "I'm sorry the coupon was for last month's special. Now I could be persuaded...," he coyingly -
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she got out her big wheel, her rolling drum, her yella hat with the 3 little feathers in it. She stared blankly at me and shouted, "Salagadoola mechickaboola bibbidi-bobbidi-boo! -
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ography, who declared, "With all those mewling mammelings, by government order I must monitor your mammaries." I lifed my shirt as the Minister of Mammography counted my nipples. -
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I could count on my wife for understanding. At the meet with P. my cell rang. It was her:"So, Baby, a mermaid?" The tinkle of smashing glass. The sound of my pet's labored breaths. -
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alike suffered in the war that ensued. It was bean against bean. Legless legumes were showing up at the hospitals in droves and were fitted with tiny wheelchairs. Widow beans wept