FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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11Then Hillary walks in with a whip wearing a leather cat suit & stiletto heals & she's dragging Donald by a dog collar. Then I wake up in a cold sweat. What could it mean, Doc?
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10. Sister Emma & I sat side-by-side in the Nevermore cafe, chatting about whether consuming caffeine could be considered a venial sin, when I felt her foot slide up my pant leg.
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11He then swam down and took my socks off, 'Dash it all' I thought, my mother-in-Law's Christmas present too? What's he going to go for next, surely not my
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11erudite literature of a chosen few with stories by quorum. Strangely, we return to the beginnings of storytelling,sitting around a fire each taking a turn until we come to the end.
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11sweet nothings to him, reminding him of those warm, balmy evenings in Vietnam where he would operate on small animals. He was unusual in that he was an actual vet, not military.