FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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He shifted from bull to bull with a total disregard for team chemistry. Now the Rodeo was coming up and he'd be bein' bucked by some stranger bull. Jim 'n' I tried to stop him from -
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. The baby was entirely sentient, and did not appreciate the humor. In fact, it never forgave it's namegiver, and plotted revenge. As an adult "Peter" named her children " -
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the wrong spot. His hand caught fire, he screamed for help. Barton became a labradoodle so the firemen said, "You need to leave." The rifle became a monarch butterfly, wherefore -
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took the chin of the head between my thumb and forefinger. "What do you think of it so far?" I asked the head. "Rubbish!" I replied on it's behalf, waggling the jaw up and down. -
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But it was too late, whilst I was telling the nurse of this news Teddy had made a run for the main road and...well...stuffing was strewn across the street. If only I'd known sooner