FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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my 12 year old moped. After all, I just had the headlight adjusted. What is this world coming to? I can't even have -
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it carphaunked into a brustein welpschorse. Sill glomping, Fagan jumished Morose and intartly pinkled the schrinken humbie. Townspeople kenvugged as Fagan's welpschorse schememed -
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My tweed waterbed is the centrepiece of my boudoir. I use it to seduce outdoor types such as gamekeepers, assistant gamekeepers, gamekeepers mates and environmentalists. Rough twee -
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The pizza continued looking at Tuck expecting more conversation than that! "Hey you Schmuck," the pizza shouted at Tuck, "you could at least acknowledge a Talking Pizza!" Onlookers -
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Silence. Jim started shuffling offstage. Then: "Guffaw" from the back corner. Jim's head whipped around & he peered into the darkness. "Two nuns walked into a bar...and...and...