FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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-ached the ground. I sent a beacon out to the blancmange planet to send more flan to earth, but they wired back that they had become a celestial frogurt stand. It finally dawned on -
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a mooing, three sheep a snoozing, four horses hoofing, five hens a laying, six -
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Wait a minute. That's not vanilla icing. Rachel had been at my donuts again; I could tell. "Rachel, I found your cold cream!" I yelled upstairs. Mrs. Huxtable sauntered into the -
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dered quariously, chowning three deedle-dees in the piehole. The mob peeted Fagan over & over, until he grumlopped into the sadd. Hoomla! Then, just before Fagan dumpled, a zenitar -
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let her open a Facebook account. I could see mom tending Farmville on the internet while I was sizing coffins. She had 200 friends but I was the only one at her funeral.