FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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11A Poem About My Mother - Humble,sweet,but often dreary/My mother is a soulless fairy/Beneath her lips,color of cherry/Three blackened teeth,a tongue so hairy/
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10y Space Patrol uniform, and this lamp. And this ashtray. That's it. Nothing else do I need but this astral grappling hook, a Shiny Patrol uniform, this lamp, and this ashtray. And
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11He gave him the porverbial noogy. Then with a swat on the butt and a "Nuck, nuck, woobity, woobit," the stooges exited stage left where three hot mamas were waiting.
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15"Move to the photo station," the clerk instructed. Her bitterness was clear through the top of her bifocals. I began to shake; my last photographs had been abominations, accenting
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10that being button holed by Jen & pressed firmly against her breast every day was the life he'd always dreamed of, but one day when Jen had eaten a big meal he popped off her blouse