FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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13Now Spacey was a tolerant feller, & wasn't fazed by truckloads of rednecks living nearby, but they imposed Prohibition, which meant bathing was forbidden. To keep clean, Spacey had
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10And they would have to circumsise me being feasting on my flesh. I was thrust out of the cauldron, my skin visibly bubbling from the water, bent backwards over a rock and held down
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11on our feet which of course is the last thing you should do when dancing, (the next to the last thing is to forget to do the head snap thingy when turning) so naturally I tripped
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10the base boards inside his hotel room. He put down his pen and saw magic bean stalks growing out of his shower. He called the front desk. "Looks like you have a Narnia infestation
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14her. Not just any man. It was her father. He was waiting for me. He held a shotgun. "Get ready, boy..." He pointed the gun at me while she adjusted her veil. "Uh, sir..." I stammer