FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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someone else's fingertips, which had just handled several packages and some paper money that previously left the hands of a particularly unsavory cab driver who lived on -
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"That I'm rich! Uh, I mean... nothing." Doc recorded me repeating all my dreams, and excused himself. I overheard him call a smut publishing firm. Big sums were bandied about. Hey! -
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I told her to fork off. She's potty. Casoletta on the other hand is a different kettle of fish. She's a dish I'd bake cookies with. I haven't found the recipe to garnish her danish -
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pomegranate. When I opened the door there was what appeared to be a small ruby in the bottom of the immaculate self-cleaning oven. "Holy shnikies!" I exclaimed. My uncle was a jewe -
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Doris wished she'd chosen an easier safe word. She tried to say "mjsjshfuguif" loudly & clearly, but her boyfriend mistook it for general moaning.