FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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and my freshly laundered cotton curtains danced daintily in the breeze. So enthralled was I with their whimsical movement, I didn't notice the stampede until 49erFaithful whistled -
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"Hey Bungalow Bill what did you kill. Bungalow Bill." chirped Squawkers. "It's gonna be a parakeet if you don't shut up" I yelled. I hated Beatles songs, but he just segued into -
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What could it be? The recipe's reader drooled with anticipation. A new kind of coating for pretzels? Would it be practical, though? He read on: Bake at 10,000 degrees Rankine -
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And 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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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