FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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feet that were stained on the bottom with the toil of her grape stomping ancestors. Their laughter made them feel young and Shall kissed him on the ear and whispered that -
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Russia smile onto his Chile stare? "Canada ila Lama get some Serbice? DidJa pan fry the Turkey?" He's Hungary, I'm Ghana Cuba cheese wheel for him. Peruse that Syriaous cookbook -
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Daisy walked away and Donald caught up with her. He repeated his suggestion in sign language with the few signs he knew. Then she slapped him across the face. He was left wondering -
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so there is a reasonable explanation for all of this: it wasn't my fault because it was DESTINY i tell you, DESTINY. it was fate that had me eat your pudding cup, FATE! -
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in his pantry. a wailing gobble was heard in the hall, a peck-pecking at his bedchamber & a great turkey carcass waddled in. "What are you?" cried Scrooge? "The Ghost of Thanksgiv